When you are tired of being treated like you’re worthless. Take those few steps, don’t think about how you’re hurting someone else, just remember they’ll make it without you.
This is it, this is the end.
She looked behind her for the last time.
No more tears, no more fighting,
Just a simply goodbye note.
She doesn’t care, not anymore.
She’s suffered enough.
With a tear rolling down her face,
She took those first few steps.
The light’s shining on her,
She knows that you’ll make it without her.
“Be strong, don’t cry for me.”
She whispered into the dark.
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