I'm finally getting better
and my tears are not getting wetter
i got the help that i need
so now i do not need the weed
my scars are healing my heart is too
theres one last thing i have to do
i have to say thanks to everyone that did help
because my pain i could not dealt
please don't cut it just makes everything worse
it places on you a really bad curse
you loose everyone thats in your life
so please do not grasp the knife
thats what i did when i got depressed
and trust me i hated to be obsessed
dying sounded oh so good
i didn't even think i could
cause myself even more hurt
but whats worse then being kicked to the dirt
now i feel like I'm going to be fine
in this poem theres just one more line
so thank you mom and dad
if finally getting better!
