There are countless days
Where to god I have prayed
To finally be okay
And to ask for a reason to stay
On this big lonely place
Where we are surrounded by self hate,
we're consumed by our ranks
And by the idea of who we should be
Based on the views of society
So as I pray tonight, someone tell me
why when god can hear and see
What I do alone, he does nothing
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Suicide, Depression and Self-harm Quotes
RandomPoems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk
