Please respond.

Please respond.

A Poem by John
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Seriously.

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Why does life have to be
a thing that always makes
me want to kill myself?
If we're meant to live
shouldn't life be more than...

Something sad, something that
makes the world want to end
but doesn't give us the will
to make it happen?

© 2013 John


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Why does life have to have so few gold moments in which, were we paying attention, everything would feel okay. Why does anything happen. Why do you we feel things.

Life sucks. You know this. You don't have to train yourself to pay attention only to what makes you want to kill yourself so the negative force inside of you can tell the hopeful, a tiny little piece somwhere in your heart, head, I can't tell, that it told you so. As long as your focusing on this dark s**t spinning tornados of dark s**t around in you head, you're going to feel like you do. And because you feel like you do, there isn't any forseeable reason to not be who you've chosen little by little to be. Nobody can change this John. not for you.

Posted 11 Years Ago



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John
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Richmond, VA



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