I tried **** myself,
Not with a rope
Not with a knife,
Not my body.
I tried to **** my soul,
Not entirely I
But my mind
Convincing and hounding,
With logic
And I could feel it,
Screaming,
Gasping,
Tears.
I felt as each fiber began to shred,
Bleeding with my sanity.
Each tear, holding a shred of my soul,
Each piece tiny,
But huge.
I tried to **** myself,
On the 6th of april.
And i would have succeeded,
If not for the sun calling me
Beckoning me,
Loving me.
Just like its warmth promised.
My stars fell,
But my sun saved them.
Apr 12, 2025
Apr 12, 2025 at 12:14 PM UTC
I tried **** myself,
Not with a rope
Not with a knife,
Not my body.
I tried to **** my soul,
Not entirely I
But my mind
Convincing and hounding,
With logic
And I could feel it,
Screaming,
Gasping,
Tears.
I felt as each fiber began to shred,
Bleeding with my sanity.
Each tear, holding a shred of my soul,
Each piece tiny,
But huge.
I tried to **** myself,
On the 6th of april.
And i would have succeeded,
If not for the sun calling me
Beckoning me,
Loving me.
Just like its warmth promised.
My stars fell,
But my sun saved them.
My sun = My Partner
My stars fell - reference to the book "I Fell in Love With Hope" By lancali
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