forget it.
forget the way the razor felt on your cool thin skin, the way your adrenaline raced through you.
the way all of those people made you feel.
forget ever feeling like you weren't good enough.
want to know why?
because one day you're goin to look back on all of this, your going to smile and think.
I made it. you will look at your children and think, "this is the reason im alive.."
"..because im so much better then what all of those people made me out to be."
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suicide awareness!♥
Poesiathis poem doesnt ryme. its suppose to be kinda heart touching. please tell me thing I need to improve! I love feed back!♥