The 13 year old that lived down the block From my sister Put a gun to his own head and pulled the trigger Things I used to dream about... Now realizing that life Doesn't suck that much If you look you can see the Blue sky beyond the gray clouds The rain falls from those gray clouds The rain makes a rainbow... From something so ugly Can be something so absolutly beautiful That it makes you *feel* as if it is heaven
Reason for writing:
My friend's little brother took his own life and I can't stop thinking about her or his parentes. There were many times that I planned/attempted to kill myself when I was that age. I am only 18 and my God, I can look back now and see how great the world is. I just wished people that are so sad and so lost can find some reason to live on.
Birth sign: Libra
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