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Yesterday

Losing your breathe, gasping for air. Heart starts to race, it’s too much to bare.

Don’t you forget, it’s all in your mind. You’ve got control, yet you're suddenly blind.

Blackness surrounds you, palms begin to sweat. You scramble around, to find a cigarette.

Light it up, as you try to calm down. Anxiety’s a bitch, her thoughts make her drown.

Not a day goes by, I don't think about my life. Every detail of every moment, every time I hold that knife.

Each time a little bit deeper, each time a little bit worse. It won’t be the last time, and it’s definitely not the first.

One more sip, with one more line. I promise I'm okay, I swear I’ll be fine.

Playing with fire, hitting the glass. Deep in the darkness, it happened so fast.

It was so obvious, the pain flooded in. I'm not worth it, could this be the end?.

The pain that she felt, no one could understand. They all walked away, instead of holding her hand.

They let her go, and then it was too late. A suicide letter, with yesterdays date.

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Tina Moore

very sad but good poem shows the feelings people  have and no-one knows whats going on behind   all the best tina x

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