Suicide
December 28, 2017
Many joke about suicide
but it ain't no joke.
You don't get how much it takes to do it.
You don't know why they do it.
People have their own reasons
and I had my own.
Why live was my question,
suicide was my answer.
I thought until I tried,
I obviously failed
since I still breath.
I was in a dark place
until I found the shimmer of light,
but it never really went away.
I wish I could stop the thoughts
but that's easier said than done.
Some have been defeated
but I'm still fighting to win.
One day I would have won
and then I would be the best me.
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