BURNING BRIDGESA Poem by hellenmasidoThings I think about in my blackest bouts of depressionEach time I burn a bridge I think that’s one person less To mourn and bleed for At their funeral Or be fucked up By my suicide
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4 Reviews Added on February 24, 2015 Last Updated on February 24, 2015 Tags: depression, suicide, letting go AuthorhellenmasidoNairobi, Kiambu, KenyaAboutI am a writer who challenges herself into writing more and better, especially with regards to short stories, poetry and soon, hopefully novels. more.. |