So bright, so funny, till it's real.
A cut, a "beautiful art."
As I watch and fall apart.
Left piece by piece, till I'm another sharp edge to kill the peace.
A pill, a trip to the hills as it takes us to a place we thought we'd never see, because we never thought it could kill the hoping dreams.
So we take a gun to our heads because we think we'll never see the end of it, till we're dead, then the whole cycle starts again.
Suicide is not funny, or romantically beautiful, it is real!
People who say that suicide is stupid are stupid, because it's people like them that hurt someone so much that they feel like suicide is the only answer.
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Esther M
So much to say, but no one to hear. That's why I came here.
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