jump

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By scarlettlantsov from ( A Patchwork Quilt of Maybes and Almost)
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smoke drifting
up
towards the sky
it's blue
cloudless
not like the
storm
inside you
the turmoil
of gray
and black
swirling
like a
tornado
but there is
nothing
left to
destroy
a hundred
thousand
slashes
in your
skin
they said to you
"suicide
is a permanent
solution
to a temporary
problem"
but it doesn't feel
temporary
it feels like a
weight
choking you
holding you against the
ground
as you try too hard to
scream
but you
just
can't
you stopped caring
a long time
ago
nights out
drinking
smoking
getting high
simply on
life
because you don't know
how long
you have
left
you don't know
when you'll decide
"enough is enough"
and the earth before your
gravestone
will sit
freshly turned
so until then
you will kill yourself
slowly
dying
a thousand
tiny
deaths
each and every
day
until you have the
guts
to leave everyone
and you
jump

Dedicated to scarlettlantsov

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