The suicide

Standing in  the corner

a girl holds a knife to her chest

thinking this is the end

she was going to do it.


Kneeling in a graveyard  next to his parents tombstone

a boy weeps and sticks a gun to his head

thinking "please I just want to see them again"

he pulls the trigger


Sitting in a kitchen chair

a mother is holding a butcher knife

she can't handle it anymore

she has totally given up on life


A teenage boy standing on a chair

hanging up the noose

thinking that the isn't anything to live for

could care less for anything or anyone


Don't be like them. They aren't thinking, to hurt inside. If something bad ever happens pray. it will make you feel better.


The End

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