If one day you wake up
And I'm gone
Don't cry, don't grieve
Don't write paragraphs about
How much you loved me
Because,
When I was alone in my darkest hours,
You weren't
The one that would stay up
At night to make sure I was alright.
Don't say I was a wonderful girl
And wonder how people could
Be so cruel
Because on some ways,
You were the reason I mightve
Took my own life that night.
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Depression
PoetryDe•pres•sion /dèpreSH(e)n/ 1. The feeling of serve despondency and dejection "I'm often silent when I'm screaming inside." - CREDITS TO THE OWNER WHO WROTE SOME OF THESE--Will state the ones that are MINE. Don't fight me over this.
