Time.
Time is my enemy.
If only I could turn it back to the good days,
To the laughs, and the great memories.
Maybe then I wouldn't feel this sorrow that's consuming and a rage that's blinding me.
Maybe then, when I think back to those good times, it wouldn't tear me apart.
There's no way of going back, life is something you can't just restart.
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk