last letter
This is my last letter
As I write this with a smile
I know that I am loved, but
this pain is too much to take
I hope you understand.
I needed help but never found any
I have voices that keep me down,
They won’t let me see the sun.
I tried to stay strong, but I have
proven to be weak. I’m sorry
These voices won’t let me live
This is my last letter.
As I write this with a smile.
I know that I am loved, but
I’m afraid it's my time to go
fallow this pull to say goodbye
to those I love. But I’m too scared
to face you.
Promise to hold the happy memories
hold our stories close one day we
shall see each other again. I tired to
stay strong but have proven to be weak
You told me to breathe, but I traded my
last breath for a pair of wings.
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