my unfinished suicidal note
to the ones who actually knew,
to the ones who actually cared,
I know you may never understand why I did what I did,
but all you need to know is that I had to leave,
leave from the cruel place called life,
because life wasn't for me,
I've been beaten and bruised,
broken down into a million pieces,
and maybe it's why I will still continue,
even though, I sometimes want to cut the cords,
I still push through every day, making something of my life,
and maybe that's why,
I chose to stay alive.
just to make a difference in this cruel place.
a.b.
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𝐀 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑
PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
