In the wee hours of the morning
I think
I think about how better off they'd be
Without me
How better everything would be
Without me
Maybe if I leave
They'll be better off
After all
I'm just another burden on their shoulders
Just another problem on their plate
I'm just another unwanted nuisance
Maybe if I die
They won't even bat an eye
Maybe they won't even cry
Maybe if I die
They'll be happier
Without me
I'm sure they'd be happier
Without me
Maybe I should go away
So they'll be better off
Without me
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Suicidal, depressed, broken, selfharm, dark poetry
PoetryThis is a collections of dark poetry I have written. I update whenever I write a new poem. These poems are my feelings, things I don't say, things people will not know. Some of my poems are good and some of them aren't the best but oh well
