I feel happy...

Right now, It's because I can talk to him
freely

"This too shall pass"

But will it?

Will the pain of losing a loved one
really ever truly pass?

Will it go away just like a scraped knee,
or a broken heart.

I think not..

Why is self harm romanticized?
It's an awful thing,
and can lead to so much more.
It's a window to something happening
inside the mind.
These people need to get help,
they shoudn't be held up for all to follow suit.

Why is suicide romanticized?
It's an awful thing that hurts so many.
There are more options that one.
If someone is contemplating,
help them. Don't joke, don't fool.
These people need to get help,
they shouldn't be held up for all to follow suit.


HOTLINES:
Crisis Call: 800-273-8255
Suicide Prevention: 630-482-9696

1 year can change alot
about me, and you,
and just stuuf in general

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They say
Life is a gift
That you should cherish it
Because you only get one life
One chance
Life will give you gifts
Like a family
Friends
God
Day
Night
Air
Love
Happiness
But not all gifts are good
Life will throw curves at you
Like school
Money
Fights
Rain
Divorces
Heartbreaks
Broken promises
Deaths
Responsibilities
Anger
Sadness
With each person
Is a life
With different thoughts
Different beliefs
Different families
Different feelings
A different way to view things
Like challenges
Love
And life
Some might love life
They see the good in life
They see it as a gift
They love others
They love the journey
They smile
They laugh
Their sweet
Their kind
These people are on a boat
Floating
Floating ahead to see where they will go
But where they are now
They celebrate
That’s how to view their life
Then you have the others
They see life as a curse
They see the bad in life
They don’t talk to others
They hate the journey
They cry
They scream
They’re shy
They’re broken
These people are in the water
Drowning
Drowning in their sadness
The water in their tears
No matter how hard they try to swim up for air
A wave of their guilt
Brings them back down
But isn't that just life?

Why are titles
so important?

Can't we all just be nameless?