(⚠️TW: mentions of suicide, self h****,)⚠️ View discretion is advised)

I didn’t have the strength to,

I didn’t think to,

But I 𝙝𝙖𝙙 to.

We met one day and made me feel better,

Talked for hours on end.

Wrote in a journal about everything. Nothing.

Shared emotions and comfort.

I gave you affection you when no one else did,

When no was else 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙙.

I helped you through some trouble, patched up your scars,

When no one else 𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙠𝙚𝙙.



All the lies they spewed,

All the ostracism,

All the days you cried.

I 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 of you.

All those sleepless nights,

I cradled you,

I 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 you.

All those fake smiles,

All those exhausted eyes,

I 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙩𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙚𝙙 you.

All those hiding places,

All those loud noises,

I 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙠 𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙚 of you.

So Why?

You’ll be safe with me,

isn't that what you 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙?

Isn’t that what you 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚?

I’m the only one you have.

So why do you still 𝙘𝙧𝙮?

You never stopped me,

When I held the knife.

When I submerged myself.

Over and over and over

So I locked you out when you wanted to see me.

I tried to ignore you but still heard your voice.

You're the one who 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙𝙚𝙙 me.

You're the one who 𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 me.

You’re the one who 𝙨𝙪𝙛𝙛𝙤𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 me.

But after four years, people found out about you,

Gave me medicine.

That was the time you got locked away.

I felt livelier,

I felt happier,

I felt at peace,

When I finally burned the journal.