Familiar Road

I am no stranger
to depression or suicidal thoughts.
From around the age of 12,
the happy childhood I had
got thrown out the window.

I had to take on
grownup responsibilities and stress
no young child should ever
have to be subjected to.

I was dehumanized and ripped apart
emotionally and mentally every day.

I remember wanting to die
so many times to take the pain away,
only to realize I could not die,
others were counting on me to survive.


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