2015
I hope you can take comfort
In knowing that I am fine.
For the good Lord always told us,
We each have our own time.
I do not feel like flying.
I am drowning in the air.
I hope that in my passing,
You can live without a care.
All I wanted was to please you,
To finally make you proud.
I now know this is hard to do,
Having spoken it aloud.
Please do not worry.
I rest easily in peace.
Do not say you're sorry,
When it is I in sweet defeat.
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Cyanide Lakes
Puisi❝WE TURN OUR PAIN INTO BEAUTY AND HOPE OTHERS WILL RELATE.❞ Please read the introductory chapter for an extensive trigger-warning. This particular collection contains a wide variety of poems detailing thoughts of insecurity, depression, suicide, etc...
