THE LAST MESSAGE

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I told you that I was sick.
Really sick. I really needed your help.
I told you that I needed you that day, desperately.
I told you that I needed someone to listen all my sorrow,
and cheer me up even a little,
just to make me sure that I was loved and not alone.
But, no one really cared about me.
No one came.
.
When I decided to leave the party and disappear forever,
No one noticed.
.
When I said that I needed help
for it was so hard for me to run
from the suicidal thoughts
that kept telling me to take my own life
with that beautiful knife,
No one believed me.
.
Until it’s too late…
.
Now,
Don’t tell me that you love me.
Don’t tell me that you care about me.
Don’t tell me that you’re losing me.
Don’t bring flowers to my grave,
for I can no longer see the beauty.
Don’t talk to my gravestone,
for I can no longer hear you.
.
Because all you’re doing now,
is actually something you SHOULD do
when I was still alive.

IT’S TOO LATE..
.
Picture “The Last Message”. Instagram: @kanya_digipainting

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