please don't mind this short crappy dark poem.

this was written long ago, stuck in my drafts. it actually has a deeper meaning for me.

this is not an attempt of advertisement for suiciding. I've been there, ive done that, and ive coped with it. i realized something: when you're in that phase, you feel weak. you feel as if you're drowning. like you've lost all of your faith— it's really hard to explain, and you should never know how it feels like.

please don't ever think of suicide. if you ever need me, talk to me.

-lan