Poetry/Short Stories

No one affected

She fell but had someone to pick her back up.
To lift her.
To lead her away from the edge.
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She was stable. She didn't want to fall but sometimes it seemed easier.
She never let them know. She was the image of stability for them.
But that she was not. She was anything but. The ledge appealed more and more. To the point that she would have a constant thought of it.
A pulse.
An unceasing heartbeat.
Tick...tick...tick...tick.
Maybe...death could solve it.
A small percent tile added to the rate of self deaths. Nothing much.
Her someone, was put living life. Moving on, yet always keeping an eye out. Though, of was not too carefully of an eye.
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She just pushed her still body off, letting gravity do the work.
And gravity allowed her fragile bodies wish.
She was only a small add to the increase of suicides.
And her someone, went down in different ways.
Blaming there sole existents. Crippled at the seams.
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Never think it will affect none. Even if you think that, there is someone.
What about your future spouse?
Now left single forever. Thinking no one was out there for them. That they just weren't meant to have someone to grow old with, because their partner died young.
Maybe it affects no one now, but it will later. What about your could be children? You ended their life by ending yours.
Perhaps a job. And now that company is failing because they never found the one they were looking for.
It hurts something, someone.
Never lose hope. Don't give up. Stay for you.
Be real.
Be honest.
And most of all, trust someone. Trust yourself.

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Authors note:

Yes? No? Maybe so? Thoughts? Opinions? Suggestion?
This would have to be my first actual publish. So be nice. I still have a heart.
And for anyone going thorough anything, feel free to talk to me. I can always be there.