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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