Thank you, Teenink
For making me think
For helping me vent
Rescued from eternal torment
I write for you when I’m melancholy
You are my weakness, you are my folly
At least I thought it was foolish
Until I got support for my writings, dark and ghoulish
You made me write more
You made me get off the floor
Wipe the tears from my eyes
And get ready to fight
Let me make it loud and clear
If not for you, I wouldn’t be here
I would have succumbed to suicide
You saved me, I survived
You saved this social reject
I love you Teenink. You have my undying respect.