Trigger warning: suicide
The wetness from the blood
The cuts on my arm that hurt
The cold floor, my smiling face.
The emptiness, the vision on hold
Darkness engulfing, there's nothing to see
My last wish was to let me be.
Now I wake up in spell
No stings or scars or despair
I lost my body just my spirit remains
I left a letter so they blame themselves
Maybe if they were a little early I would be there
At my funeral
I see you brother, a crying mess
Guilt over your face
I feel so bad
Whys there no comfort even after death.
But do I regret?
No, no, no
I took my life to end the game
Every day I went through hell
So I decided, why to wait
Just close the gate
Oh, there's mom she's crying too
And this is the first time I see -
dad's eyes spill tears
People are still bad mouthing
Their disgust is evident
They're not even trying to pretend
People don't change you have to adjust
And those who can't fit have to leave-
one way or the other
Maybe I way a loser, oh sure I was
Left me alone, ignored me like a wall
It was so relieving
Every cut was ecstasy
Drained out untill there was left no more
My motionless body sore
And the slightly ajar door
Atleast I left with a smile
The best decision I made in a while. Bye
~ yours already probably dead eun-byeol
A/N: This poem contains a story of person who committed suicide, I DO NOT SUPPORT THIS AT ALL please dont do this. There are people who love you, people who will listen, there are people. This is coming from a person who has attempted this, so please it may not be now but your time will come eventually.
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