What do you hear when you are near him? I can bet you, you can't hear his breath, But you hear the sobs of his friend.
No! What you heard was him crying for help!What do you see when you look at him?
I can bet you, you can't see his smile,
But you can see his closed eyes.
No! What you saw was his pleading eyes looking up at you.What do you say when its your turn to speak?
I can bet you, you are speechless.
But you weren't speechless when you yelled at him daily.
No! What you said was "Your a waste of space"What do you smell when you are next to the people that miss him?
I can bet you, you won't smell the perfume they wear.
but you smell is the flowers that are around his casket.
No! what you smelled was the bleach that you poured down his throat.What do you feel when you touch him?
I can bet you, you can't feel his warmth.
but you feel the coldness of his dead body.
No! what you felt was nothing.This is about bullying I'm sorry it wasn't the best but it was my first one I ever did please don't be mean. I understand depression and suicide I've had these problems so many times non stop. I'm here for everyone.
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Journal of Satan's daughter
RandomI am Satan's daughter. I have depression and I need help writing helps me from cutting... I may not be a amazing writer but I'm putting myself out there please don't rudely judge if you like or understand this I'll talk to anyone about this. Thank...