Even though everything is awful, you can't help but wonder. Maybe one day. Maybe one day I can find peace. Maybe one day I can lose my demons. Maybe one day I can make friends. Maybe one day I will feel. Maybe one day I will become better. Then, you realise that is not your life, because your life is a permanent hell. Finally, you think,
Maybe one day I'll have the courage to grab a rope.
Maybe one day I will be able to bleed more.
Maybe one day I will be understood.
Maybe one day I'll end it.
By me, Lainebug001
Word count: 100
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The Thoughts and Poems from the Mind of a 14-Year-Old Girl
PoetryI'm just a teen dealing with life One Step After Another. So, enjoy these crappy limericks, verses, and rhymes. I hope they keep you company. One page at a time.
