LiaBark

The article in the paper said that she killed herself by jumping off an eight-floor apartment block. He felt that something was off there. Not in the gesture itself, but in its details. Her mother told the journalists, crying, that she wasn't the sort of girl who would do such a thing. Her best friend said that she had her depressive episodes, but nobody could possibly have expected this. But he? He didn't find her taking her own life all that surprising. Still, something wasn't right. No suicide note, no sort of message to him. No strange actions, no frantic love-making or dispassionate 'my head hurts' statements. Everything had been normal

The article in the paper said that she killed herself by jumping off an eight-floor apartment block. He felt that something was off there. Not in the gesture itself, but in its details. Her mother told the journalists, crying, that she wasn't the sort of girl who would do such a thing. Her best friend said that she had her depressive episodes, but nobody could possibly have expected this. But he? He didn't find her taking her own life all that surprising. Still, something wasn't right. No suicide note, no sort of message to him. No strange actions, no frantic love-making or dispassionate 'my head hurts' statements. Everything had been normal

    My Suicide Why couldn't you, Just help me hold on? Why did you always treat me, Like I had done you wrong? How come you never told me, How much you loved me? Did you think I was so great, That your mind I could read? I know I'm not that old, But this don't seem right The only choice I have left, Is to take my own life! My own life... This is my, suicide No longer will I cry, Myself to sleep at night! This is my, suicide I am giving in, I no longer want to fight... So this is my... Suicide... I know you love my sisters, More than you do me I can see it in your eyes, So what else am I supposed to