Category : Poems

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I never thought I’d be here again, I thought the first time was the only time. I thought maybe I’ll be okay from now on and this won’t happen again. But here we are, in this room again, high off my mind again, wondering why I’m even alive again, only thing on my mind is ending the pain, the drugs won’t work anymore I’ve smoked them too much, The drinks won’t help anymore my liver is shot. My anxiety makes me scared to do it but this depression pushes me to go, holding the tool in my hand to end all the suffering, all the pain, all the bullshit. I’m tired of faking this smile for the benefit of others, I haven’t helped myself in years and Dammit this might be my only chance. This isn’t a note explaining why, it’s not an apology asking for forgiveness. It’s to make sure you know my thoughts in my final moments, and the only thing I can think about is what would happen if I never let this happen to myself.