Family & Friends EffectsGeneralI Will SurviveMy Suicide NotePoetry & ArtStories of Loss Just Another Lousy Poem by KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 written by KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 It’s hard to pick yourself up, after you fallen. It’s hard to “cheer up,” when you have felt this way for years. It’s had to “move on” when your life is a stop sign. lifemovepickstopyourself 2 comments 0 Email Related posts Happiness? 4/18/2024 A nice joint…. 4/18/2024 4/18/2024 Path of the loner 4/17/2024 113 4/17/2024 I Want A Miracle 4/16/2024 Regression 4/15/2024 Advise 4/15/2024 4/14/2024 trying for positivity without getting cliche 4/13/2024 2 comments Randall 8/20/2014 - 6:40 am It’s hard to think that there is any other way than down when you’ve been down for so long. Down becomes the norm and up doesn’t even register on the scale. Log in to Reply KissOfDeath 8/20/2014 - 10:06 pm It’s like you don’t even realize there’s anything better than the life you’re living now, it’s been your reality for as long as you can remember. Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment dear. Log in to Reply Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.
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It’s hard to think that there is any other way than down when you’ve been down for so long. Down becomes the norm and up doesn’t even register on the scale.
It’s like you don’t even realize there’s anything better than the life you’re living now, it’s been your reality for as long as you can remember.
Thank you so much for taking the time to read and comment dear.