short poem about pain and suicide. please comment below!
it’s ok,its ok. it going to be ok
u can breath now.its over,the rough days of waiting is about to over
and you’ll be happy again,happy again you’ll be happy again
they say that the bad times doesn’t lasts forever..they said it to me a lot of times.
they got to be right,Do they?
cause Im still here,feeling the same
same sadness that cause madness
same twisted world
same unfixed life
and sometimes,I just can help but think,
do I really need this? do I really have to deal with this?
my life is already gone,only my breath is left
and maybe breath is overrated?
I should figure that out.