I’m not sure what to say..
Everything feels like a really bad nightmare..
I just want to forget..
Pretend like this never happened..
My friend didn’t kill himself..
I want him to come back..
My friend Ryan Diaz shot himself yesterday.. needless to say.. he’s dead.. I still feel like its a bad dream.. and he’s gonna be back at school, smiling at everyone, and saying “You look like you’ve seen a ghost!” They announced his suicide today at school.. I don’t understand how anyone there was functioning.. I don’t understand how anyone could move.. I kept crying.. I couldn’t stop.. they had a room […]
So, I’ve got six more days till my suicide.. part of me can’t wait, and part of me is just.. like.. wow.. I don’t know what to do.. I’m still trying to find my ideal way.. but I kind of want it to be spur of the moment. I’ve debated many things. so.. yeah. But.. anyway.. I.. I feel really bad.. I’m being so mean to everyone.. so terribly mean.. because I want them to be able to let go of me easier.. to just think.. oh, she was a *****, and deserved it anyway. Maybe it will help.. I hope so.. anyways.. I […]
She pressed down
On her beloved blade.
The only thing
She had left.
She pressed until
she couldn’t bring
herself to go any
Deeper.
The skin was splitting
As she bled out.
No one believed her.
No one loved her.
No one really cared.
She was alone in how she
Felt.
In how she
Lived.
They all pushed her aside,
Saying she wasn’t damaged
ENOUGH,
Broken ENOUGH.
She just plain wasn’t
Good enough.
She got to the point,
Where she couldnt even
Face
How she felt
Without her music.
Her love, he told her
That she must simply
Get over herself.
And constantly…
Her mind, […]