she was drowning,
swallowed by a sea of sadness.her nightmares and fears
are overcoming her,
its overwhelming her.she's dying inside,
and it hurts like hell.it felt like eternal destruction,
her very own damnation.then one day, she stopped fighting.
tied the rope up high,
jumped from the chair wishing she could fly.hoping the pain would subside.
and let the world decide,
if she was worth it,
or if she should just die.
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Midnight Thoughts || EDITING
PoetryAt the strike of midnight, we wonder. - ⚠️ trigger warning for mentions of suicide and panic attacks. est. 2016 dreamershey