Short Story

I Know Why They Did It

little boy looking out a window in the rain

TW: Suicide, suicidal thoughts, self-harm, etc.

Everyone always says,

“Why did they do it?”

“What were they thinking?”

“I don’t understand.”

I understand all too well

Because sometimes life just sucks

And while you deal with life sucking

The thoughts creep in:

I can’t do this.

I hate my life.

Nothing matters.

Who cares?

Now you have to fight another battle

Use your tools

Because if you let your guard down

Your thoughts will kill you.

So I know why they did it.

They did it because they were like me,

And they were just so tired

Of fighting.