Maybe it Will End.
Maybe it will stop.
Maybe the blade will go to deep.
Maybe I'll take one pill to much.
Maybe I'll slip under the bath water and never come up again.
Maybe I'll skip to many meals.
Maybe a rope will slither it's way around my neck.
Maybe a bullet will settle in my brain.
Maybe a knife in my stomach.
Maybe it Will End.
Maybe,
Just Maybe,
It will be soon.
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Hey, I'm Brigid the new owner. This is based off the books title. Hope you like it ^.^
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Maybe it Will End
PoetryWARNING TRIGGER Just a collection of poems that are written about self harm and depression. All poems written by me unless said otherwise Cover by lilydawnxx
