"You'll be fine"
How do you know...

Things are okay
currently...

Last night
I wanted to kill myself...

What have you done to me?
You stripped me of any trust...

For the first time
this past year...

I remember wishing
that some day...

The thoughts are back
The dangerous ones that make me wish I was dead...

A year ago
was a much different time...

It truly is sad
that it is a surprise...

I lay here
Soaking my pillow with tears...

It doesn't appear overnight
It doesn't come out of nowhere...

I came across
a box of memories...