S. Note

I strived for suicide,

a way to escape my thoughts on the inside,

All I needed was a way to rethink and unsink myself from where I stood,

I found myself on the brink of collapsing my brain when all I needed to do was train,

I am glad it all passed so I can relapes about my past,

To think I would of ended it back then to end up dead in the head today.

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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