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Salome May 2016
The day i killed myself
I said goodbye to all my friends

The day i killed myself
I left a note behind

The day i killed myself
I set myself free

The day i killed myself
The darkness came over me.
i can't take this anymore.
  May 2016 Salome
Terry Amos
The smell of a new page
Thrill seeking adventure
A new world opening up
You just can’t get enough
Books
Salome May 2016
The boy wanted to become
an astronaut so he could
wish upon the stars

but he was afraid of heights

So he became a diver instead,
and he wished upon the starfish.
Salome May 2016
i close my eyes
and see...distant,
almost empty room.
in the middle,
lies an obselete desk,
with blank papers in typewriter.
the blank paper patiently waits
for the special moment it will be written.
the breeze hits on my face,
coffee break is over.
blank paper is still waiting,
for me to finish.
i need more coffee.
Salome May 2016
"
now, in this moment
i want to jump out of the window.
...
but tomorrow will come
and i'll
get better
just a little bit.
i feel exhausted.
Salome May 2016
There's a lump in her throat, ready to burst any second...she's getting used to it, or she thinks that she does.
Pain
Is all that she feels
Darkness
Is all that she sees
Silence
Is all that she hears
Emptyness
Is all that she is.
Salome May 2016
i feel it...i see how the rain drops on her long hair, how wet her clothes is getting...but she keeps on walking in slow motion, deep in thoughts...like she doesn't even know what's happening around her, doesn't feel the rain. she can't feel anything. not anymore.

— The End —