Tears run down my face
For my friend
Who sent me her suicide note
She was only twelve
Hatred seems to ignore age
Surrounding her
In a toxic environment
That she calls "home"
Slit her wrists
Escaped the hatred
Left the toxic air
The hatred stayed
She didn't
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 8:47 PM UTC
Tears run down my face
For my friend
Who sent me her suicide note
She was only twelve
Hatred seems to ignore age
Surrounding her
In a toxic environment
That she calls "home"
Slit her wrists
Escaped the hatred
Left the toxic air
The hatred stayed
She didn't
