CN: Suicidal ideation
I’m standing
on the edge of a lake
the trees surround me,
the campus building
is behind me and
there’s no one out here –
not even me, for I have
allowed myself to be
consumed
something was actually
calling me that night
vibrating like stars
but coming from the water
the word ‘gravity’ was repeating itself
I snapchatted my last words to my best friend.
she said it would make a great novel
when I went back inside
another friend messaged me: “why don’t you draw?
that’s what I’m doing right now.”
so I did.
I particularly liked the eyes.
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