Suicide? - Poem by Paul Buckley
Why, how, where and when,
are all questions that,
run through my head.
The bullying, the taunting,
the pain and misery.
But the option out,
is clear to me.
In my mind I know,
it’s wrong, but so is,
the pain on me.
Can two negatives make a positive?
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