***I know that this poem is a bit long but please...
Going into high school...
"I think i need some help,
My strength has gone astray...
How can this pain be so real
nothing can take it away...
My Angel always tells me to hang in there...
But I can't...
I stood in the rain last night
And thought about it all...
I look at the moon, i watch the sky, wishing i was...
up near the dark clouds, a star in the night, no...
I'm not afraid.
I'll grab the knife...
These crimson lines along my arm
Are drawings that I create...
I stride in this room,
Knowing I can...
He washes down the last mouth full,
In hopes, it will ease his pain...
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Brother, what have i done...
What do you do
When you're all alone...