Warning!
CW: suicide, abuse, bullying, alcohol, and self-harm
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Hello
My name is not important
Yours is
You're important
I'm not
If you've found this note
And found me,
I'm sorry for affecting your day
I'm done with the pain
Done with the people
Done with myself
After he was gone you had nothing left
After the wreck
We had no money
No love anymore
You blamed me
Everything changed
It started at one,
Then Two
Then five
Then more
Each drop
Each bottle Increased
Then one day
When the fighting started
It started by just words
Words that cut my skin
Back then, only I made myself bleed
Then the bruises started
Neglect
Abuse
I acted different
Became an outcast
People caught on to my weakness
Even ones I'd never hurt
I'd gotten nicknames
Abused
Ugly
Stupid
Retarded
Dumb
And others
I've been called 'it'
No one knew my name
No one cared
Not even I knew my name
Not anymore
I don't think I have one
I'd doesn't matter anyway
Just my story
I was called names
I'd lost hope that it would end
I didn't know that I had a choice
But I do know
Then in the forest
I found a rope
I had an idea
I wanted to discard it over and over
But then the thought crept into my mind
But I wanted to be strong
This was weak
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Stories/Poems
PoetryWelcome to my stories and cringy poems from my youth or today, even perhaps yesterday. Warning! There is talk of sensitive subjects and It can get a little moody at times. :D