A promise...
A promise I made to the dearest people...
A promise that decides my life or death...
A promise to never break...
"I promise that I will never cut myself again"
"I promise that I won't die because of suicide"
"I promise that I won't let you down"
All of these combined in one.
"Why not break the promise?" I've thought of before.
"because I never broke a promise" I've answered again.
"Would it matter once you're dead?" I've pondered.
"No... but I won't break it because..."
"because?"
"The people I promised are my friends...
and I will not let them down...
they are special to me... and I care about them.
I don't want them to suffer because of me..."
from the back of my mind there's someone that says "hmmm... for a person seeking of darkness, you still have some light. Soon you'll figure out the reason why you're in this world, I'd suggest dying now."
"........................... you're right. But my friends are more special to me than your words. I would die for them." I live by that.
"interesting idea... we'll see how your life turns out in the future if you keep up that pathetic idea."
"pathetic or not...
fake or real...
lies or honesty...
I swear to keep that promise."
MY FRIENDS KEEP ME ALIVE
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