Some lines are bitter pills..
Hard to swallow with a smile. Like a dog licking it own sore..
Caught in the tragedy of life.
Waking up feeling all kinds of emotion.
Lost in thought of the unknown
Trying to concentrate but nothing seem to be working..
There came an echo in my heart, whispering death death death..
I try to shut it off but it came again the second time
Death death death…
These are the only option for peace said my heart..
I try to say these are hard times
But this time it changed the melody for me, it came again this time with so much authority
There was nothing I could do to shut it off because I thought I was doomed..
By Mitchell ❤
SUICIDE MISSION POETRY 
Many times such feelings occur hugely and its really heavy for the heart.
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