Thoughts coming back,
in a place not stable for destruction.
Never let it sees for reality,
for that will cause your mortality.
But will it matter?
Not in this over populated world.
Don't let it realize,
that you are weak and pathetic.
For your kind is not wanted,
the simple photographic picture of the mind.
Control your feelings,
that sudden urge pulsing inside you.
Control it,
before it devours you.
Don't let it free.
Making you insane,
but only for a split moment.
Until you realize the true reasons for the mistake.
Calm down,
breath and release.
The value of self destruction,
so complex and delicate.
Don't let it take over.
Don't let yourself think.
Don't trust in yourself.
Just break free.
Author notes
Inspiration came from sitting in my 6th period class, Math.
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I love the message of this poem.
Its great.
I love the last stanzas advice to.
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