“Death”
I don’t want it.
Who would?
I don’t need it.
Who does?
But when I’m scared,
Or worried too,
Sometimes I wonder,
Is it worth it?
And then the answer.
No, it’s not.
I’m not ready to die,
But when my time comes,
I’ll gladly go,
Because I didn’t have any
Second thoughts.
This poem is dedicated to my bff, who I love to death, but is making me sad, by cutting, but I want to help. I would never send this to her, for she might get cared, mad, etc.
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