I’m Done

Oh wow, i remember being just like you, feeling how you feel. Its horrible, feeks like there is no way out of the darkness, like a hungry pack of wolves gnawing biting at your feet. Scared, alone, afraid? I took a massive overdose, my heart stopped was officially dead, but i was revived. I survived with little ill effects, my short term memory is completely rubbish, i am living with the after effects, i have facial ticks too. Life is worth living, you can make it magical, you just have to believe. I have a daughter, she is beautiful, perhaps a reason to live? My head is not so clouded now, i can think almost straight, granted i take pills every day. I am not saying that it is easy, it is far from it. But think about it, people care about you. I know you dont believe me, but its true. Why rush this decision? You can in essense do it any time. Wait a day, a week? The oppertunity is always going to be there. Ask a friend or family member how they would feel if you go hit by a bus, i bet their answer suprises you. Tred writing your feelings down on a piece of paper then ripping it up? I find it helps sometimes x