How hard it is for all of us,
You will never see,
You won't know until you find my body,
What it has done to me.
The pain and suffering deep inside,
It will never show,
It rips us up until we can't breathe,
And now it's got to go.
My depression is so horrible,
The pain I cannot stand,
It feels like someone's ripped out my heart,
And it's sitting in their hand.
I cannot take it anymore,
The only way to make it stop is to end my life,
So once you get this poem,
You'll know that i have died tonight,
I'll go deep into the desert,
Where there's no form of life,
Then i'll take this gun,
And i'll end my agony and strief.
Now i think it's possible,
For all to see,
How hard it is to live,
When your someone like me.
By Ashley Ford
 
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