Nothing on her wrists But Cuts on her thighs They ask for the truth She delivered the lies Smile on her face As fake as her lies She smiles with her mouth But never her eyes They told her to speak out Seek help, tell a friend She couldnt say those words She just wished it would end She tried to be happy But the voices, they stayed Your fat they said you might as well die So she thought to herself She may as well try. As she took out the pills Laid each one down, She counted 93, She wanted to die She took out her pen And wrote her goodbye. Tears rolled down her face As she swallowed each one Soon the pain, the loneliness Everything, Was gone. But it wasnt gone, Just put on another, The pain was now her mums, her sister, her brother. Shes in a better place They said to console But where was that better place? But down in a hole. See suicide is ending your pain Putting it on someone you love Bullies what do you gain? Its time to stop, realise, enough is enough Copied** Love this♥
Posted on: Thu, 20 Mar 2014 21:12:50 +0000
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