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Calling My Name

Getting Excited

by forsaken1 6/12/2013

written by forsaken1

So it’s officially the 12th, which still leaves me four more long days (sigh) but I’m rather excited the end is coming, slowly but surely. It’s a fitting end tho, or at least in my case the old saying stands true (live by the gun you’ll die by the gun) an I’m fine with that. As my hours count down I swear I can hear death calling my name, but y’all probably wouldn’t understand. It sounds so sweet, I get to shed all my struggles an sin I’ve been living in

Death = freedom
And that brings a true smile to my face

6/12/2013 21 comments

Lock . . .

by me-inside 3/12/2013

written by me-inside

Lock the key to my heart. Never again will I let my pain start. Its now just healing, no sorrow to show, that love can hurt. But I will grow into the women that I know. Sometimes love will let you go…Hold your breath, forget,forgive. And it will show he’ll miss you dearly when you go. Be the person your happy to be. Until death takes part, when you’ll be let free. Freedom does last, it does show. Everyone has their opinions, so just let it go. Tomorrow is another chance to show to just have fun being me, until ill let go. Sometimes I […]

3/12/2013 0 comment

Calling.

by I.cant.breathe! 3/12/2013

written by I.cant.breathe!

The blade is calling your name.
You leave in a flood of pain.
Your heart falls out of your chest.
and here you are….
facing death.

Your tears they fall with magnitude.
These people don’t know what they did to you.
They killed your inner life and stole,
the only thing that made you whole.

You try to fight this blackened life,
you try so hard just to survive
And it takes all you got
not to grab a knife,
write out a letter,
and say goodbye.

And as I watch through windows,
that most call eyes,
I watch the world crumble,
I watch the worlds demise.

And I’ll […]

3/12/2013 0 comment

Last night, today and Christmas

by I-Want-It-To-End 11/26/2012

written by I-Want-It-To-End

It’s 9:48 AM and all I remember from last night was me sitting in my room, crying, and contemplating death. I remember me sitting there on my bed looking at the pile of pills calling my name. I sometimes think that I think to much, but maybe I don’t, maybe I think about the bad stuff to much. I decided that I should start thinking about everything positive in my life. There are people out there dealing with way bigger problems than mine. Some people are dealing with cancer, somebody’s parents died, they’re brother or sister died, and some people are starving. My life is […]

11/26/2012 6 comments

Ending it.

by determined_rebel 11/23/2012

written by determined_rebel

I just lost someone that was so fuckin special to me. I’m crying and I’m gonna find some way to make myself feel better. I think I may do alot of burning and cutting. JUst went out and bought tons of razors and I have a whole bag of weed in my room just calling my name because what else is there for me now. Maybe I’ll go for a little joy ride in a parking lot and end up in a tree. Wouldn’t that be nice? To end up dead after everything I’ve been through. All the abuse and hurt and pain. Just end […]

11/23/2012 3 comments

Soaring

by Listen 11/4/2012

written by Listen

I’m ready to go but I’m afraid of what’s on the otherside. A soul set free? Or a soul still held captive? Not afraid of doing the deed, afraid of not completing it. Erasing the past, present, and future. Redo the equation and count me out. This emptiness has completed it’s mission. Time for me to go. The ground I’ve stepped on too many times is calling my name and it sounds so sweet. Going without a fight, and a smile on my face. Happiness. The lost ingredient of my life.. Found. One last memory written on paper. A whisper goodbye and her soul […]

11/4/2012 1 comment

I have it all.

by ashcan908 5/19/2012

written by ashcan908

I have it all. Or so I’m told.

I have a loving husband who supports me. I have a beautiful little girl. She’s 5 months old. I love them. They mean the world to me. But sometimes it’s not enough. The pills on the counter are calling my name. I doubt there’s enough to kill me but I sometimes want to test that hypothesis. I wish I could tell people. I see a therapist. I lie. I tell them I’m fine. I just don’t want to pay for another hospital visit. It would be the 5th one this year.

I took more than I should have. […]

5/19/2012 5 comments

I’m almost ready

by Jay3312 4/8/2012

written by Jay3312

I’m almost ready.Â ready for the pain to end, even if it takes more pain. I wrote a suicide letter a goodbye.I have problems if I killed myself i would be doing the world a favor one less messed up person for people to look at and wonder what I’m like. Who I am. Everyone judges people. And in this world that’s all I am to most people. I was Â abused. It changes a person gettingÂ slapped for not eating. Getting kicked for crying. Getting my headÂ slammedÂ into a Â wall because I couldn’t stop crying. It was like that every day .Â I have problems. They are clear to […]

4/8/2012 5 comments

******** Exit Bag??

by JakeWantsToSmile 1/31/2012

written by JakeWantsToSmile

This is my first posting on here.. Oh wow, I don’t even know where or how to start. Just gonna wing it..

I am 26 years old and living a miserable life inside my miserable home in miserable Phoenix, AZ. Actually I have been very fortunate.. I have a great family and they may be, in part, why I am still here. My parents have given me all the tools I could ever want to succeed in life, but I do nothing except throw them out the window it seems. Anyway, amidst some legal trouble, relationship trouble, unemployment trouble, and really just troubles in life, […]

1/31/2012 87 comments