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To Whom It May Concern
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Older Poems, (2005 - 2008) To whom it may concern,
My wrists have bled and my heart has cried
I hold inside the pain that I am forced to hide
My mind is lost with thoughts so sad
Why do I feel my life is so damn bad?
To whom it may concern,
I am tired of pretending that I am okay
As I look up, I see my world painted gray
I battle myself, but yet I do not win
This is my life. It has to fucking end.
To whom it may concern,
My life is not alright. For help, I cry
I lay there and at times, I want to die.
This isn’t right, I should be happy
I should know what’s best for me.
To whom it may concern,
If I die tonight, no one is to blame
Blood running down; It is a shame.
My cold body laying lifeless on the floor
Maybe then, you will know I was worth more.
To whom it may concern;
Yes, I am talking directly to you
Yes, I am happy my life is through.
It gives me the eternal break I wanted all along
Finally, I have found somewhere that I belong.
