"Poison For Polly"

Folder: 
Self Harm

it came quick

like a bump in the night

and stole when it departed

her one last hopeless breath

turning to everything she once knew

she consumes the elixir

and prepares for her escape

the poison is merciful and easy to swallow

never to return she whispers one last goodbye

and as she fades into the night she knows

they'll remember her now...

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote it about a troubled girl...we all feel depressed sometimes and unfortunately suicide happens far too often...if you ever feel like ending your life remember tomorrow is another day and everything happens for a reason...you will get stronger!

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this was amazing....a pleasure read...