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It Was The Last

It was the last "screw you" he could say. It was the last "I don't love you" that I could take. It was the last "you won't because you can't". It was the last bend that caused me to break. It was my pride that was in the way. I didn't want to seem sensitive but only if I'd known that more of you understood. Even if my heart didn't realize it at the time, my life was good. I understand! Don't put your hands on me. Please just give me a hug. I'm not doing anything for attention, I really need love. Feeling boxed in, feeling trapped, and I can't breathe. Life just isn't for me anymore, I need to be set free. My head hurts, my heart aches, and the love? POOF! Depression is real and my dear friend Javon was the proof. If I told you that I wanted to join him, what would you do? I'm losing battles in life too. I refuse to tell a soul because there isn't one that gives a damn. I understand! It was the last "you won't ever amount to anything" that I needed to hear. It was the last time anyone said anything because in me, to die, there was no more fear. It was the last time I would feel anything because in me, there were no more tears. I couldn't cry because I got the picture. Today I could die and be right there with ya. I understand! *RIP Javon Henry 3/2/1993-9/17/16 We miss you so much I love you*

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