All the hurtful words have finally gotten to me,
They say I'm a freak and I can't help but agree,
Maybe I should end it all and finally be free,
Get away from this life and all the pain it could bring,
And so I stroll to the hardware store looking for a rope to use,
I've lost all hope and there's nothing that I have to loose,
I pay and go to leave when someone gets my attention,
I pray he's nice for I can't take any more rejection.
"Hello" he says,
Smiling in my direction.
"You're a beautiful girl. I couldn't help but mention".
I've never been complimented, wasn't sure how to respond,
So I mumbled a thanks , and next he got my number,
when I got home, I wasn't quite sure if death was the answer.
He's probably forgotten me, the nice boy I met earlier.
I'm up the stool making the rope tighter,
Looped it over my neck, ready to jump and end my chapter,
But my phone kept ringing and I knew they won't stop unless I answer,
"Hello, who's speaking ", I tiredly whispered,
"Hi , its the boy you met at the store", the caller answered.
Its been 2 years and today I made him my life partner,
He saved my life by looking deeper when no one else would bother.
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Be nice to people, your little words of kindness could help save troubled lives.
#Bulling
#self loathing
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Passion
PoetrySometimes it's hard to understand how you truly feel... and its even harder to put them into words. Passion is a driving force that is fueled by emotions, no matter what feeling it may be. This is a collection of short poems and write ups that...