Leave

The girl finally made a decision that she would take her life....it would all be better because she would no longer cry...... she grabbed her knife off the floor....she hoped she wouldn't be in any pain anymore .... she plunged it into her chest..... she hopes it will be a quick death....... she fell to the floor, hoping she wouldn't be here anymore…she cried so hard knowing, that she’d go to hell…because she was just trying to get well, she couldn’t take the pain, every moment she hurt she thought she was going insane. She wants to leave so bad but I promised my friends that I wouldn't leave them

*short poem i know, the shortest i've ever written*