Suicide is no joke
You can leave me
Broke
Which is what you did
But I'm not even mad
I was already sad
I kinda want to die
But I really can't
If I were to kill myself
Would you even miss me?
I know...
They regret me
But did you really have to leave?
Too late
You told me to stay strong
To hold on
Honey
I've already lost
Lost you...
Them
And even myself
Now all I can do is write sad poems
Because that makes it "All Go Away"
No it doesn't
It actually makes me feel worse
So thanks, but I can't hold on
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Poems By Me
PoesiaThese are poems about shit I've dealt with, even just this year alone. From poems about depression, love, fighting, anger, heartbreak, friendship, and wonders you will surely be able to relate to something. If you're going through a hard time like...
