I’ve done it all

I’ve cut

I’ve tied the rope

I’ve drunk the poison

But I’m still here

I’m tired of fighting I want out. Not sure if anyone understand but I don’t want no one to notice me. I smile and laugh like everything’s okay.. but when I get back home I hope it’s my last day. Wishing and wishing that my pain will go a way. What is it that you feel. Idk but whatever it is it’s tearing my self esteem, my happiness gradually and I’m yellin but my voice is muted by my mask.

I’ve cut

I’ve tied the rope

I’ve drunk the poison but I’m Still here

What the hell what does this really mean. That a human form so perfectly could want to take their life away because it’s to insane to deal with all these emotions that’s coming towards me. Its eating me alive and I just want to die. I continue to fight but my soul is broken inside. Every time I eliminate the hurt it presents itself again not letting me breathe.. dealing with this I will never win.

I’ve cut

I’ve tried the rope

I’ve drunk the poison

Burn I’m still here.

Please let me go God. I know you hear me speaking every time my faith is put to the test I fall back on my face. All I do is wait for the day when all this will fade away. I’ve been hurting since day one. I’m not happy with myself anymore because of that could you please close my door. I’m giving in and I need you to take me in.