this cant be happening.
they are fighting again.. but this time it isnt words,
they arent throwing insults, they are throwing fists.
this is my chance to end it, they wouldnt know.
I cut deeper and deeper, but still nothing is changing
I cut once more, this time deep enough..
bye dad.
bye mom I wish that I had.
bye friends who stabbed me in the back.
bye people who said thy wouldn't care.
and last but not least,
bye world that said I would make it.
YOU ARE READING
suicide awareness!♥
Poesíathis poem doesnt ryme. its suppose to be kinda heart touching. please tell me thing I need to improve! I love feed back!♥