You're her saviour.
You tell her
She's beautiful,
Pretty
And that she's worth it.
But did you know
That every time you said stuff like that,
She didn't believe you?
She got angry,
Thinking you were always
Lying to her.
Her mind told her something different.
They tell her what she believes is the truth.
She ugly
Stupid
And not worth it.
One night,
It got too much for her.
That night,
She died
But not by a blade,
She died by a branch,
A chair and a rope.
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Dark Mind Dark Writes
PoetryWARNING: Might be triggering!! And this isn't anything happy and it's not uplifting. Suicide. Self-harm. Depression. Self-hate. Angry. Sad. Death. Hurt. These poems are all wriiten by me. They're not all good but I hope you'll like them. PM me if yo...
