for all the events
you missed,
and the promises
you didn’t keep,
for all the lies
you’ve said
for all the darkest
secrets
you wouldn’t share,
for all the
empty bottles
and cigarettes
you sucked
every night,
because life
is fucking
unfair and exhausting.
for all the pain,
the world has given
to you,
for all the emptiness
you’ve felt
for not having
someone
to hold onto,
for all the silent screams
and sleepless nights
you endure for them
to have a good sleep,
for all those
useless tablets
you take,
and listening
to the unending advises
from your psychiatrist,
that didn’t help,
for all the countless
attempts of suicide,
and all the guilt
you’ve felt
whenever you trace
the greatest emblem
of suffering from
a mental health
called depression
and anxiety.
For all the bad things
that’s making you want
to end life…
B R E A T H E !
Please,
don’t let
your demons
take away
your precious
soul.
Remember,
you are
someone’s
reason
why they
still give
life another
chance and shot.
Y O U
A R E
N O T
A L O N E
Words by Ash Suan
Artwork by Val Chester Alim
