I don’t smoke…I never have smoked…and I never will smoke…and yet today when I couldn’t handle anything anymore I bought a pack of cigarettes and smoked one…I didn’t enjoy it…but I didn’t not enjoy it…I don’t want to be a smoker…my stress made me do something that I don’t want to do…I am breaking more and more each day.
Sitting here in my dorm, crying uncontrollably, I find out that I have no true friends. They all just come and go, and stare at me in passing. I can hear them in the hall talking about me, hear them making all these plans that help them avoid me. I am so sick of it. I just want out. I just want everything to end. I just want to make them all happy by leaving their lives forever.
She doesn’t know
How much farther
She can go
Before its all over.
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She wants people
To notice her,
How far will she go
Before she will see the light.
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She stands alone
Thinking of ways to go
Because she thinks
People don’t see her.
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She realizes that
In this battle
Of life and death
No one is there for her.
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As the light
Grows brighter
She sees the
End is near.
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She knows what
She has to do,
All that’s left
Is saying good-bye
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She closes her eyes
And counts to three,
And before she knows it
Her life is
Done.
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She didn’t think
How this would
Affect the people
Who are around her.
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She doesn’t realize
That those who
Look up to her
Are going to try this themselves
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She didn’t know
That a seven year old
Would take the blame
Of this […]