another day,
another night,
I don't know if I can stand this life,
suicidal thoughts racing through my mind,
i write down the reasons to live,
I'm trying to fight,
I want to die so bad,
but, I'm afraid of dying,
I don't want to feel,
I cry
until I'm numb,
I don't want to overthink
I shake
and fiddle with my thumbs
I don't want to
be alone
I break and I'm left
with who I've become
I tell myself
everything
is going to be okay
we don't have bad days
we only have bad moments
but, these moments add up
and it becomes to much.
©meteorite
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