Death,
So bitter,
Yet so sweet.
You think
No one could ever
Miss you.
So why not
Take it
Yourself?
You question
Your worth
And everything else
That you hate
About yourself.
You tell
No one
How you feel.
Holding it inside
Will only help
For so long.
If you hold it in
For too long
You start to feel numb.
You want to be
The cause
Of your own death.
You decide
To do it
Without telling anyone.
And then
It's too late.
Suicide.
Author's Note ~
I wrote this awhile back, so no need for anyone to worry. I'm okay, I just wasn't at this point in my life.
