They thought we won't break
If they pushed just a little bit harder.
They thought we would say something
If they pushed it too far.
But, everybody, we won't.
We won't say a word,
Or a sentence,
Or a paragraph.
We will sit in pain,
Quiet.
Because, it's selfish to say that you're hurting.
It's selfish to say that you need someone.
Because, everybody thinks that you're just fine.
YOU ARE READING
Book of Suicide Poems
PoetryThis is my way to say goodbye. Warning: the poems might be triggering. If you believe you cannot stand reading depression and sucide poems because you might be triggered, please, for your own good, don't.
