Resentment

Cutesie hashtags be the one bell talks suicide awareness

Blah blah blah

All My Puny Sorrows collected in a little jar to throw into the wind and hope it finds a different shore

Because I sure as fuck don’t want them

It rhymes in my accent

You didn’t know I had one until just then

Don’t do it

We love you

Someone cares

I

Don’t believe it because I can’t anymore

Don’t forget to call the suicide hotline and talk to your only friends

They dropped everything for you

You know what makes me laugh?

You know what’s funny?

They bought you a cake for your birthday and you decided to spend it infront of a train

They didn’t buy me a cake for my birthday

They didn’t know I went to the hospital

They didn’t see

Overdoses attempted hangings blood dripping down the drain

There’s no trains on Vancouver Island

Sometimes I stand on the tracks

And think

You fuckers you cancelled the train just in time for me to not be able to kill myself

I’m still fucking here

Sometimes I stand on the tracks and close my eyes and pretend the train is coming

Sometimes I pretend the car isn’t going to stop

His hand is on my arm

He’s angry

So am I

I wasn’t supposed to be here

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