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I'm Done


***This was written during a dark part of my life and don't worry I am totally fine now and these thoughts are no longer a part of my mind***

It's over.
I'm done.
I can't go on any further.
Life right now is just too much and I'm through with the pain it's caused.

 

Maybe it's for the best that I leave.
It's not like I'll be missed anyway.
I'm just the evil spawn in my family and it's time I let them be.

 

And Jonah?
He doesn't want me.
He's an amazing guy and I'm just nothing.
I don't deserve him. I'll just drag him down.
I think it's time I go back to my hole in the ground.

 

I'm screaming and crying out for help.
But it's unheard and forgotten on an empty shelf.
I want to give in to the depression inside
But there's still a small part that wants to not just live but thrive.

 

That dream will be long forgotten
Once I've finally gave in to this depression.
Woa am I to be trapped inside the bars of this life.
Right now I just want it to be over, the pain and strife.

 

Now all I can do is tell my loved ones I love them and say goodbye.
Cause I'm done trying to live this life.
I thank my best friend for showing me God.                                                                                                                                                                               I only wish it wasn't a lost cause.

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Sarah Nicole is my pen name. I am 19 years old. My poems are about whatever feelings are rushing through me in the moment.

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