My feelings are rising
Like that demise you keep planning
Throw that poor excuse of a coffin away
And just help me make a deal with Satan already
Your fate is in my hands, kid
So just give in and give me a grin
Stop pretending to not see the world
Get out of that head already and emerge
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Poetry Of A Suicidal Teenager
PoetryThe dark sides of Hospitalisation, Depression, OCD, Suicidal thoughts, and more. If you are looking for a happy go lucky poem, then this is not the book for you. Get ready for a dark ride through the horrors of mental health. If you like this book...
