Sorry it's been. A while since I've updated, I meant to last night but didn't get around to it. So we had to talk about suicide in health class required by the school, and I had to sit there and pretend like I was fine. When I got home I let all the pent up feelings out with this. I hope you guys enjoy this and if your contemplating suicide just know a lot more people care than you would believe. And, I'm always here to talk if you're in need.
Today they made us talk,
They made us try to say,
Things words can't express,
All very calmly.
But how can we say those things,
Talk about death like it's nothing?
How can we use words to express,
What causes such great duress?
I accept that he's gone,
But how am I suppose to just move on?
How do I put a smile on everyday,
And pretend like I'm okay?
The first day of this grade,
He'll never have this day.
He'll never get to meet my new friends,
And tell me I could do better than them.
He'll never tell me a joke,
Just to make me smile.
When I think of his laugh,
I can't even remember when I heard it last.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a book full of poetry I wrote myself, so I ask that no one steals it. As you can tell by the cover and the name it is dark so don't complain that I didn't warn you. Although I still write poetry and will update it, most of the poems are olde...
