Suicide but help for others
Blood pours from wounds
Struggling to sit up
Ignoring the tears
She grabs for paper
Writing her feelings out
Letting the words flow
Past, present, future
She wrote as blood dripped from open wounds
Blood dropped onto the paper
Smearing words
It didn't matter
She kept writing
Feelings kept inside
Came pouring out
Tears tumbled down her
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