A Guide for the Lost and Lonely

  • It's been a while now
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  • I used to cut and cry and repeat
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  • But now I finally know 
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  • How that battle can be beat
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  • For all those in need
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  • Who is as I used to be
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  • I will explain what I did to be freed
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  • It's not a 100% guarentee
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  • It's something I worked at for a while
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  • I know it sounds hard, but put the knife down
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  • No more thoughts making you suicidal
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  • I don't have to know you to know you have loved ones around
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  • But don't do it for them
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  • Do it for yourself
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  • I know, that's a person with whom you aren't friends
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  • But that's not you talking, just one self
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  • That little voice, criticizing things you do
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  • That voice saying you are nothing
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  • That is not the true you
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  • You can fight it, this I'm promising
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  • You hear that voice, tell it to shut up
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  • That voice only has control if you let it
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  • You wait, alone, for someone to help
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  • Only for you to push them away, but I get it
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  • You want someone to save you, your hero
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  • Hero's are for fairytails, but inside your head there is a bad guy
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  • To fight it, you need not swords, arrows or bows
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  • All you need is to get up and try, try, try
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  • There is no way to just wake up and feel better
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  • You will always have struggles, you will always have scars
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  • When you give in to cutting you lose the battle 
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  • But people who give into suicide have lost their wars
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  • You need to stand strong
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  • You need to fight
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  • In the end you know the right thoughts from wrong
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  • So please, I beg you, even on your darkest, painful night
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  • Please remember my words:
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  • You are stronger, smarter, and better than you think
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  • Those demons in you head come from different, twisted worlds
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  • You can beat them without an angel, your story is not written in ink
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  • You can survive
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  • I promise you, dear reader filled with emptiness
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  • But please, for yourself, stay alive
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  • And you can add some beautiful things to this nothingness
This poem is about: 
Me
Our world
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Comments

weepingwillowtree

I needed to hear this. Thank you for these words.

Overcomer

You're welcome, I wish I could spread them to more people who need them. When I recommended my poems to you, I was hoping you would read this one. 

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