You’ll Know When It’s Time

You’ll Know When It’s Time

You’ll know when it’s time when the world feels gray

The happiness once there, was never meant to stay

Take a deep breath, now’s your chance

Give this pathetic, cruel, unforgiving world...

not another glance

It’s over now, the familiar blackness

Overtakes you

You experienced it only once before

Before you could remember...

That was the darkness.

It rushes again

Peace without peace

Heartbeat... Gradually... Stops

Their laughs, their smiles, they’re not the same

Your friends think it’s another silly game

No thrashing, no crying All is said and done Who knew that impending death... Wouldn’t be fun...

But calm?

Not just gray, not just calm The pain inside passes the joy outside

It All Keeps Tumbling Down…

But this is it, isn’t it?

Your fingers trembled, your lip bit

But what other option was there?

When you couldn’t love,

When life didn’t care?

You’re leaving.

You’re going to fly

Angels, darkness, born again…

All you can do beforehand… All you can do beforehand.. All you can do Beforehand Is say

“Goodbye.”

—a poem i made before the brink of my plannned suicide—

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