POETRY

FOR EVERYONE WHO'S EVER FELT THIS WAY

FOR EVERYONE WHO'S EVER FELT THIS WAY

I was too young to tell you this back then

And too young to even know what it truly meant

And maybe I should have never known

The sorrow that can exists in one's soul

But by then it was too late

And this is what I made.

To everyone who's ever felt this way

Misunderstood, unheard or broken

If you've ever wanted to take a razor

And cut your wrists open

Even if you never intended to make it critical

You deserved better than what you had

And this is not how your story ends.

Put down the blade, walk away from the hanging rope

Drop the pills and let them fall to the floor

I know you think there's not much hope

And you don't believe in what the future holds.

Remember five year old girl

Who's head was filled with dreams and goals

Don't you dare break her heart

By turning your back and walking away.

Hug her instead

Tell her how much she needs to learn

The art of self-love

And that she'll be okay even with cuts and burns

Running down her hands.

(That's better than being dead)