Hey little fighter,
The boy with a cig and a lighter.
Lost way too much, now with an empty heart,
Pain would shoot through every shard.
People treated you not so well,
Turned this life into a living hell.
All day and night, couldn't eat or sleep,
When it all got too much, you would weep.
Then one day picked up that blade,
It was the only escape in a dark shade.
In that empty room, left cuts on your wrists,
Leaving behind the to do lists.
You were done and wanted to die,
But listen here, I think you lie.
Life gave you one more chance,
So that you can love, give and dance.
Look through the memory lane,
The way you so beautifully changed might keep you sane.
You can get out of everyone's sight,
But don't give up yet, you are meant to reach that mountain height.
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This is a poem I wrote in response to Billy_will_see_you 's peom called "Billy's Suicide Attempt". It gave me goosebumps when I read it.
His rhymes are great and the poems are so relatable. :) Check out his book "He Writes".❤❤
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Poetry"I can't understand the chaos within me," She whispers finally letting the tears roll down, crumbled in her room, curled up in a ball, gasping for breath as she tries to hold herself, as she begs her heart to stop hurting so much. A collection of pr...
