Have you just wanted to grab all of your belongings. Everything that makes you, “you” and just pile it all up. Clothes, jewelry, bills, credit cards, medication….
Just a few ounces of lighter fluid and a match…it all just go away and leave nothing, but ash and smoke.
Watching it all burn down, all the materialistic shit that you have accumulated in all these long years….wishing that you could go into the fire and be burned away.
I don’t want to live anymore.
A poem/song that I wrote 3 days before being admitted into a hospital for a suicide attempt.
I can’t even function
I mean there’s no reason
Why try for no cause?
Fuck everything, fuck it all
I give up
I can’t keep up
No motivation
To keep me going
I’ve tried so hard
Only to be let down
My heart’s broken into shards
I guess this is punishment
For having hopes high
While my feet were on the ground
My lips can’t crack a smile
My throat can’t muster a laugh
It’s been a long while
Since I’ve been put down this bad
I guess I had […]
I should start off by saying I may not be someone anyone should look to for guidance or good advice. I am a survivor of a serious suicide attempt and many days are still a struggle for me.
I haven’t read through the site enough to determine if it’s a place where most of the posters are dealing with suicidal thoughts and mental health issues or if there is a large percentage of people who are in a good place mentally and are offering up advice. It seems to be a combination of both, with the earlier making up for most of the content.
Nonetheless, […]
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