i had plans at 12 am

Originally posted on pananaw:
i wasn’t planning on publishing this poem. simply because… because it’s raw. it’s real. and it’s not something that’s easily published. but today is world suicide prevention day, and that’s why i have something to say. i wrote this based on reading/hearing/talking to people who have gone through the toughest things,…

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I’d still

I’d still find myself reading your letters to me I’d still find myself celebrating your birthday each year I’d still find myself watching the moon like what we did I’d still find myself standing where we last meet I’d still find myself wondering… Will I ever find you again?

The closet

I’ve never known anybody who didn’t have a skeleton or two in their closet. You know it’s there — and you get in the closet with it from time to time — a reunion with pain, sorrow, or demons. There are always those things we don’t want to talk to anybody about. Shame, guilt, and…

Almost

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