Where were you, when I was hugging the pillow and sobbing every night?
Where were you, when I cut and bled and got tortured by my own mind?
Where were you, when they called me names and pushed me around?
Where were you, when I starved myself just to get thinner?
Where were you, when I thought enough was enough and put a noose around my neck?
Where were you, when I took my last breath feeling sad, lonely and abandoned?
Why are you here now?
Why are you here when I'm six feet under?
Why are you here when it's too late?
Why are you here when I'm no longer here?
-Storm
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Pitch Black - Poetry ✔
Poetry"The greatest battles of life are fought out daily in the silent chambers of the soul" - David O.Mckay How do you keep going, when there's no light? TRIGGER WARNING: Contains mentions of suicide, self harm, depression and more. Highest rank - #20 in...
