you know when your hands are shaky
and your breathing goes faster and faster every seconds that passes by.
when your eyes are so filled with tears you can't see.
when your desperate
when you're out of choices to pick.
when you know there's nothing that can make you stop.
but you want someone to make you stop.
you want someone to help you dry the tears.
you want someone who can make your breathing go back to normal.
you need someone to give you another choice. another reason to make it through this night.
but you do it.
you give each wrist a splash.
because you know. theres no comming back now.
YOU ARE READING
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Poetryjust poems I write. >trigger warning.< im just writing my thoughts if you need help don't question asking for it.