As he sat facing death, ready to take his last breath.
Feeling depressed, with a knife to his chest.
He thought back to the past, where he was never loved only judged.
All he ever wanted was a hug.
But instead of hugs, there were cuts all over over his body.
Hidden from view so no one knew what he was going through.
All he needed was one person to take him in there arms, and make the pain gone.
But that never happened.
He never had anyone who was there for him, who cared for him.
All he had was a blade at night, hidden in the bathroom out of sight.
And now here he is staring up at the sky, getting ready to say goodbye.
So with a sigh he closes his eyes, cause it's time to die
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UNSPOKEN
PoesieUnspoken is a book filled with poems and songs I've made throughout my life. Each chapter will be either a song or poem. They are similar to what many of you have experienced in life... featuring love, heartbreak, loneliness, etc. These are all the...
