Thoughts


Mind full of thoughts
And they aren't coming out
Seeking the words
That can never be found
Sitting alone on that big scary bench
Hoping life's a dream
Wait for it.
Pinch!

Nope I was wrong
This torment is reality
Is suicide really a fatality?
If the person wanted to die,
Wasn't she just doing a favor?
With no one on her side
No one to save her

So she took her own life
To make way for someone new
Maybe, who knows?
She could've made way for you

Now her mind's clear of thoughts
Serenity was found
In a place called Heaven
Where nobody frowned

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