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Today I learned

That a boy my sister knew

Killed himself yesterday.

And it made me remember

How precious each life is

And also

That it could have been me.

I want to cry for him

But it’s still so hard to cry

Even when my heart is breaking.

Like the deepest part of me

Is stunned

Unable to move.

I survived

I live.

I am one of the lucky ones

One of the ones

Who got to come back

From the pain

Who continues to heal.

I know people love me

I find myself more and more

I have realized that I belong in this world

And that I can make a difference here.

Not everyone is so lucky.

Not everyone.

Not him.

I remember all that pain

What it feels like

To think you don’t matter

To think you’re alone

To think no one cares

To hurt.

So much

To everyone in the darkness

I don’t know how to save you.

All I can do

Is live and love and write.

I hope you can hear me

Somehow

When I tell you

Even if you can’t find anyone else

Who cares

I do.

When I tell you

There is always hope.

When I beg you

Crying inside

Please live. 

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savigirl14

Interesting poem

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