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Dec 2017
Well, there was this girl,
She lives her life as a lie,
She continues to explore the world of sin,
While feeling dead in side

As she took the blade,
And her body swayed
She's thinkin'
"Worthless
Pathetic
Useless
Psychotic
I was born in the wrong time,
And in the wrong place."

As she sat in the bathroom,
And popped some pills,
She said "I'm sorry mom and dad, I'm breaking the rules."

She messaged a boy who she is, not supposed to talk to,
He told her,
Begged her not to,
But when she tells the boy itsΒ Β too late
He went to the principle with a sad look on his face

The principle rushes to the girl
As she whirled around and takes one last look at the wold
She stops and faces him,
He throws her a looks so grim

She breaks down crying
Saying she's sorry
Explaining everything
He was so worried

As she was rushed to the hospital
She starts to feel a little uneasy,
And tired.
She thought " At least now my mom knows I'm not a liar"
The doctor asks what is happening
And that is when she began explaining

"I'm sixteen and I'm feeling so nervous,
Tell me why is it that everyone is so perfect,
While I feel so worthless
And everyone's so happy
But recently for me
My mood has been so ******

I've been attempting to get better at life,
But my arms are still scared
From using my own knife
And doctor,
Tell my family that I'm sorry,
I'm regretful for not being a good daughter, sister, cousin, friend, family member,
I'm sorry I'm a failure at life."
She stops explaining as tears roll down her face,
She shows her scared and cut wrist to the doctors worried face

It was January 12th that day
January 12th of 2017
This girl is 17 today
Going to turn 18 in a month,

This girl is me
I'm being seen
Now lets see here,
I no longer have that fear
I still have my scars
But at least I can still view the stars

I've been used by guys,
I've been hurt by girls,
I've fought with my mom
And been cursed by the world
I'm calm now
Speaking out being heard
Talking to my family about my issues
Winning the battle that still continues

I only want to share my story
To assist those who worry
Worry about not making it
Worry about giving in

I want to tell them "Your not alone,
You don't have to fight this battle on your own,
We will get through it together
I promise you
Things will only get better"

I'm raising suicide awareness,
To help those who really need it
Tell them " i lived through this,
So put that blade down,
Stand your ground,
You so much smarter than you think
So put down that drink
Come out of the shade
Put down the blade
Get a hug
Drop the drugs
Be a sweetie
Not a meanie
Get up out of bed
And get help instead
Put the cigarette down,
Relax and take a good look around.
You're not alone,
So make yourself known."
Before people start judging, this really is my story and like it says in my poem, i am trying to raise suicide awareness so if you can, please spread the word about suicide and all the causes and affects that go with it.
Written by
Tayler Crawford  17/F/Downing, Wisconsin
(17/F/Downing, Wisconsin)   
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