The End

She lays down in her bed and cries
Don't want to live, don't want to die
She just does not want to feel
The pain inside which does not heal
She writes a letter of goodbye
And counts the many ways to die
A rope around her neck will do
A bottle of pills- that can work too.
She cuts herself to hide the pain
It feels so good, she cuts again
She cuts deeper, then she cut once more
She starts to bleed out on the floor
She's falling into the unknown deep
She's slipping into eternal sleep
It's sad she only feel alive
In the last few moments of her life.

deathdepressionemotionspainsuiciderhyme

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