Weak or Strong?


The same thoughts are on repeat every single day.

Should I end it now?

Should I wait for nature to take its course?

It'll be easier?

I'll be committing a sin.

Life isn't supposed to easy.

It's supposed to make you cry and laugh.

My friends and family make me do that.

I make them do that.

We make each other laugh.

We bring simple smiles onto each other's faces.

Is it worth losing that?

Is it worth losing something priceless?

Death can wait.

Suicude isn't worth it.

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