I look down from the same old bridge everyday.
Thinking,
"Hey it would be nice if I just end it all today"
But then I would remember,
I would end my pain but only start theirs.
So I just walk away and say,
"Maybe another day"
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Poems of a sort
PoetryInspired by one of my friends on wattpad. And I'm positive there all going to end up cringy and just utter bullshit.
Old bridge
I look down from the same old bridge everyday.
Thinking,
"Hey it would be nice if I just end it all today"
But then I would remember,
I would end my pain but only start theirs.
So I just walk away and say,
"Maybe another day"