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The day I died To live I tried I woke up smiling Texted my friends good morning My dad, I hugged My mom, I kissed My dog, I pat and my face it licked We went for a walk Ended up in the park Threw a ball, got back a "thank you" bark Met my friends, had a lot of fun But then the pain begun I stop by a tree Wrote my pain as poetry This usually saved me I'm sad No!...I'm depressed I'm mad No!...I'm stressed There's a heavy pain inside my chest It's been there for years, it gives me no rest It's also in my mind No cure I could find Tell me why should I keep living? When all the good, for a split second meant nothing And a split second it's all it took To end my life right where I stood. That's the day I died... Even though, to live I tried... So tomorrow starts without me. Without the saviour, poetry. The day after I died I woke up sad I couldn't text my friends I couldn't hug my dad I couldn't kiss my mom I couldn't pet my dog I couldn't throw the ball I didn't hear a bark, I heard a whimper. I couldn't meet my friends I couldn't make them smile I looked down at my lifeless body I heard the cries of my loved ones I tried wiping down their tears to no avail The day after I killed myself I didn't **** the pain as well. I just passed it on... The day after I killed myself To bring me back, they tried I wanted to live But I had died.
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Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
The day I died
The day I died To live I tried I woke up smiling Texted my friends good morning My dad, I hugged My mom, I kissed My dog, I pat and my face it licked We went for a walk Ended up in the park Threw a ball, got back a "thank you" bark Met my friends, had a lot of fun But then the pain begun I stop by a tree Wrote my pain as poetry This usually saved me I'm sad No!...I'm depressed I'm mad No!...I'm stressed There's a heavy pain inside my chest It's been there for years, it gives me no rest It's also in my mind No cure I could find Tell me why should I keep living? When all the good, for a split second meant nothing And a split second it's all it took To end my life right where I stood. That's the day I died... Even though, to live I tried... So tomorrow starts without me. Without the saviour, poetry. The day after I died I woke up sad I couldn't text my friends I couldn't hug my dad I couldn't kiss my mom I couldn't pet my dog I couldn't throw the ball I didn't hear a bark, I heard a whimper. I couldn't meet my friends I couldn't make them smile I looked down at my lifeless body I heard the cries of my loved ones I tried wiping down their tears to no avail The day after I killed myself I didn't **** the pain as well. I just passed it on... The day after I killed myself To bring me back, they tried I wanted to live But I had died.
#death#suicide#happy#depression#family#friends
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AVice
29/M/Romania
Oct 12, 2021
Oct 12, 2021 at 7:19 AM UTC
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