You told her she wasn't worth having friends like you.
You told her she didn't deserve having friends.
You told her she wasn't worth having people to love her.
You told her she didn't deserve having people in her life.
But then you told her she didn't deserve living.
And the sad part is... She believed you.
When she went home that afternoon, she took out her razor, some pills, and wrote her goodbyes.
~e.w~
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Sad Poems
Poetrya variety of losses, regrets, and depression wrapped into a mess of a poem book started: 04.29.15 completed: 06.24.19 a book that has existed almost as long as I have on here. thank you for giving my story a chance (my apologies if some are really c...
