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4. Memories and Feelings That Still Haunt Me

Poetry

I've cried too hard for too long as I debated death. Over and over, all I wanted was a quick overdose, a quick way to escape the pain. Until the guilt set it and made me realise, suicide feels too selfish. Instead I turned my sadness into art and my...

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I'm Not Ready To Grow Up

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by Sweet_Cinnamon17

by Sweet_Cinnamon17

30.12.20

I don't want to grow up

I don't want to be old.

I like it right now, finally getting along

it's inevitable I know,

but the thought that someday I may go.

It's sad and scary to think what the future might hold

it's comforting to think that these little things don't matter,

it's not something you'll remember as the years grow older.

I just want to stay here, doing what I love

staying 17 forever.

I'm not ready to be an adult,

I'm not ready for the responsibility that comes with it.

I'm not ready for the next step.

I'm not ready