Some Sad Stories

My Death

It's been a year since my death,
My family is torn apart,
My friends can't believe I left,
My cousin doesn't leave her room anymore,
Everyone seems to no longer have any happiness,
I hear everybody say,
"Why didn't she tell anybody how she was feeling?"
I fucking did,
But no one would listen,
They would tell me,
"Everything will get better soon."
But it never did,
Everything got worse,
My thoughts got stronger,
My nightmares got worse,
And I lost every inch of happiness in me,
I felt nothing but pain,
I never smiled ever again,
Even then nobody noticed,
I stopped laughing,
I even stopped talking,
Everybody made me feel like I was seeking attention,
But I wasn't,
I was begging for help,
Begging and praying for someone to save me,
But help never came,
I got weaker and weaker,
To the point where I cracked,
I screamed till I couldn't feel my throat,
After I was done screaming,
I went for the pills,
I took as many as I could,
Pill after pill, after pill, after pill,
Until my whole body went numb,
I was done suffering,
Don't ever say I didn't beg for help,
That I didn't tell you anything,
When I practically begged everyone I knew for help,
All I got was shunned,
I didn't need sympathy,
I needed someone.
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One more chapter after this one then this book will be done.