What else could I do?

Nobody cared anyway.

I tried to speak up,

I tried to tell my story.

The thing is,

Nobody wanted to hear it

Until I wasn't there to tell it.

They'll wonder why I didn't tell anyone,

Why I didn't get help.

I tried to, but they didn't listen.

They were sorry.

They felt bad,

And they realize that they saw the signs.

They saw them,

But the...

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I once knew her,

She was very dear to me.

I loved her,

I knew her inside and out.

Then she started disappearing.

She was fading.

I didn't notice until so many weeks later.

I still regret it,

And I want her back.

She means everything to me.

I tried everything,

But only one seemed like the right decision.

Only one seemed like it would work.

The next night I got...

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People describe suicide as death.

When they think of it, that's what comes to mind.

When I think about suicide, my mind goes to escape.

That's what it is, an escape.

An escape from pain.

So next time you think of suicide,

What word will come to mind?

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She had a piece missing.

She could feel it.

It was in her heart,

where love was supposed to be.

She tried to fill it.

She tried to get people to love her,

and she tried to love them back.

It never worked.

She tried to fill what was missing on the inside

by destroying what was on the outside.

She cut and burned, and anything else she could,

just to get someone's att...

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