I have disappeared.
Disappearence is common.
Allies swallow people.
Lakes surround a soul and rob them.
This is not a dissapearence I have been dealing with.
When the thoughts came back I lost my footing,
When the panic attacks came back, I lost my sight.
When my sight was gone I was gone.
Guilt pains me,
Death is my shadow.
Lacking a soul,
My body walked away, leaving me behind.
When I was gone,
Not a soul knew.
When I disappeared,
I made a decision,
My life wasn't important anymore.
I have my 13 reasons why.
For help finding crisis resources visit 13reasonswhy on the web
Or call a suicidal hotline.
Reach out to a trusted adult, friend, or peer.