Trigger warning!!!!! This will include triggering topics or refer to as such as death
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A/N;
Please I know I'm just some stranger on the internet, but if you ever need someone to talk to I'm here you can rant to me for hours on end if you wanted! I support LGBQT+ if you need anything at all, whether it be tips/advise, or someone to talk to, anything at all! I'm here. Now scroll down for the poem also the title is well the title of the poem.
Picture and song are credited to the authors are not mine, the song describes me almost perfectly.. or so it seems to for the most part please enjoy
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If they cared they'd see
"I love you!!"
No...
You LOVE the fake me
The 'happy' me
If you loved me why can't you SEE I'm in pain
Are you even my friend?!
You give me a spark of happiness of hope
Then.. you take it all my trust my hope and..
burn it
IF YOU CARED YOU'D SEE ME MY PAIN MY PLEAD FOR HELP SO PLEASE SAVE ME FROM ME!
slap you slap me for raising my voice...
I raise my voice because...
you can't seem to hear my voice
unless I yell..
Then..
I let myself go..
Go into deaths warm grasps
He's been clinging on to me..
And I finally I'm free..
Free from all your harsh words...
Your hits and absurd comments...
Free from you wrath..
So why..?
Why do you cry now that I'm gone?
I've been dead for a very long time..
It's just now that you see it..?
Because I'm no longer physically here..?
HELP!
Sounds familiar?
...
That's right..
My pleads..
Now you say you miss me and love me
That you've helped me for nothing..?
Haha..
Ahaha...
AHAHHAHAAHAHHHA
Oh please.. if you've 'helped me' then..
I wouldn't be six feet under the ground
Floating free in the afterlife..
But I don't seek vengeance..
I seek freedom and..
Finally
I'm free
Thank you
Written by; Cythe
Inspiration; Experiences
Fiction/Non-fiction; Non-Fiction
Writers note;
You are loved, you are beautiful, there is somewhere and someone out there for you, please hold on for me... hold on to your precious valuable life as long as you can, if not for me then for you.. I myself need help, I am not scared of dieing, I'm afraid of missing out on being happy. And I'm sure we all will feel it one day.. till then hold on
Song: This is what depression feels like
Format: YouTube; Marina Lin
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Finally Free
PoetryA poem made by me I have posted a comment of this on a YouTube and seeing as I'm the creator of this poem I give myself permission to post it here. I made it off of my own experiences, you see I've been depressed since a very young age as well as su...
