im getting better. its harder than i thought it would be but its getting a bit easier. its still hard for me to talk to people about my feelings but my boyfriend is helping me with that and im so grateful for that. without him i dont know where i would be, i dont know if i would still be alive. ive come a long way from where i used to be. i was 10 months clean and was proud about that. im now 3 weeks clean and i thought it would be harder than this but its not. i honestly think that i wont harm myself again. ive said that many time before but this time i mean it. i think this is the end of this chapter in my life. its time to move on. i will try to start writing more poems but they wont be anything like these. im going to try to write about the happier times in my life. thank you all for your positive feedback on some on these poems and i hope you will read my others when they are up.
-JM
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Suicide eyes.
PoetryA bunch of sad poems but occasionally happy ones. All but a few are actually events that have happened to me in these past 4 years. A new poem almost everyday. I hope you like them, comment and tell me what you think. Thanks. You're all so lovely (:
