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I'm not gonna make it
You want to know what is going through my head?
The silence.
You know what I'm talking about.
When your life changes in the worst possible way and there's no way of going back.
When someone you love just died.
When your parents split up.
When you can't fathom all the evil in this world.
The silence.
A bridge between contentment and suicide.
The silence.
You know what I'm talking about.
When your life changes in the worst possible way and there's no way of going back.
When someone you love just died.
When your parents split up.
When you can't fathom all the evil in this world.
The silence.
A bridge between contentment and suicide.
Published 8th Jun 2021
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8th Jun 2021 9:33pm
8th Jun 2021 9:42pm
Dear A,
I do know this silence and it’s deafening. Sometimes to me, it seems when it can’t get worse there is a shimmer of light that makes things almost bearable. Every line of this poem is raw and understandable such I feel as though you’ve crept into my head.
H🌷
I do know this silence and it’s deafening. Sometimes to me, it seems when it can’t get worse there is a shimmer of light that makes things almost bearable. Every line of this poem is raw and understandable such I feel as though you’ve crept into my head.
H🌷
