I hate going out and having fun
Because I'm always afraid
That while I'm enjoying myself
Something bad is happening to those I care about
When things like that do happen
My family tries to reassure me it's fine
But I still feel guilty
I feel bad
I feel sad
Like somehow it's all my fault
And the little happiness I have simply disappears
I find that happiness is alway fleeting...
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Waving Through A Window
Poetry**While these poems reference suicide and self harm, they are in no way meant to promote it!! Read at your risk** When I look outside my window I don't get no peace of mind... Sequel: "Fading From Your Mind"
