I want to die
Is that wrong ?
Would the crying stop then ?
I can't deal with this.
Slitting my wrists doesn't help
The bags under my eyes just tell a sad story
Holding a guitar doesn't bring him back
My if I disappear I'll be happy ?
I have to let it out soon,
right ?
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A Teen's Poems
PoetrySelf written,Free verse (Warning : I'm barely getting into poetry so please forgive me if there awful)
