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This is a work in progress and my first poem but please be brutally honest.


What do you do,
when you have no one to call,
no one to talk to,
no one at all?

What do you do,
when you just need a friend,
and knew if you tried a little harder,
this wouldn't be the end?
What do you do,
when your life seems to slip away,
and you can no longer
keep the pain at bay?

What do you do,
when you're too scared to mar,
too scared to cut,
too scared to scar?

What do you do,
when you look at the knife,
and think "I don't need to suffer more,
before I take my life!" ?

What do you do,
when the world stops giving?
You just go on miserable,
but you go on living.

As days pass,
and you continue to live,
you know eventually,
something just has to give!


-Angela Ann Waite