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Therapy Stories Pt 3 - VYN15 (suicide message)
- (i wrote this for a friend long ago,she's a girl,feeling suicidal)
- (she used to tell me stories about herself,but i didnt see her in a year)
- (but i remember most things so i packed them here to help....)
- (but i wanted to share it with yall too)
- A dark square room,
- Walls looking at you dead in the eyes.
- Lifeless body in a tomb—
- All you hear through music is your own cries.
- Everything crashing down.
- You don’t know who you are.
- The cloud above your head—
- Showering regret from high afar.
- Are you a disappointment?
- Are you weak for letting yourself descend?
- Do you even know what I meant
- By the last glimpse of my pen?
- Is this a place you want to be in?
- If you want to change—
- Where do you begin?
- Chase your heart…
- Chase a beacon.
- Do you want to die?
- If yes—
- Is that a lie?
- Do you want to go with no goodbye?
- Do you want to see
- The sun rise and set,
- A happy new pet,
- Ice cream on a hot day,
- Watching clouds drift away?
- Listen to some epic music,
- Getting hit by a cupid.
- Floating in water, on your back—
- Just staring at the sky.
- Singing at the top of your lungs
- With friends on a random night.
- There are so many things to do
- Before you die.
- Being wrapped in a warm bed,
- Getting sick—and being fed.
- Sand beneath your toes,
- flashbacks of the dress you chose.
- Your favorite food and its scent,
- All the advice you ever lent,
- All the good times that came and went…
- all the memories with you and your grandma
- all the roses that were hand drawn
- the laughs in the back seat of class
- and the way you laughed every time i asked
- "how does it feel being a wonderful person"
- being the blessing through all these curses
- everything was digging down on the surface
- but your ribcage is like a furnace
- melting a heart like candy
- its deformed sadly
- but dont be,because whats underneath is what matters
- look at it,a palace,holes as windows,pumping solace
- the furnace cant hurt you anymore
- all you've got to do is accept who you are
- your my friend,my only friend,your apart of me
- your new found palace pumps hope into these
- eyes and ears,so no more cries and screams
- There’s too much left for you to feel,
- Too much time for you to heal.
- So if I don’t reply,
- And no one is there to do you right—
- Remember…
- There are many things just for you.
- So don’t die.
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