I wake up everyday
Feeling like I’m im losing my mind.
I wake up, I cry.
I want to die.
Why can’t I?
Why can’t I just give up?
I have an empty cup.
No one to fill it.
But here I sit,
I stay for a bit, wondering why…
I can’t just die.
Suicide I can’t commit,
My kids won’t get it.
They’ll forever wonder why,
Their mom gave up,
Leaving them high and dry
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That’s heavy. There is often hidden plan that offers more than you might guess. shift your first thoughts to an alternate path. I’m gonna say a prayer.
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