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Written by Daxteriana Jackson
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Thursday, 07 May 2009 |
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This is a poem I wrote because I was going through depression. ENJOY!
It hurts so badly... Why me, Lord, why?! I was living happily and my parents got shot. WHY?! Now my world is bleak, no one to turn to for help and guidance. Depression, suicide notes and thoughts, pills to cure my depression, but they are making it worse. As I tie the final knot to the noose I made and slip it around my throat, all of my thoughts stop... and darkness overcomes my soul.
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Last Updated ( Friday, 08 May 2009 )
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