There's Always...
I cry at the thought
of that devilish word:
Suicide.
It takes over the minds
of innocent children.
Yes, children.
They are bullied and
harassed
everyday of their lives
I don’t blame them, but
there’s a better way.
A better way instead
of the scars embroidered in your wrists
or
the dark clouds
swarming your brain.
There’s always a better way
to escape it.
There’s always a way out
of a, seeming like, never-
ending maze.
There’s always a way out of
a cage.
There’s always a way out of
a trap.
It might take time or not as much,
but remember
there is always a way out of this.
There is always a way to escape
everything and everyone.
There is always
a way.
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