Just a cut.
Just a scratch.
“What’s that mark?”
“It was just the cat.”
Just an excuse.
Just another lie.
“What’s with all the bracelets?”
“Just fashion, why?”
Just a tear.
Just a scream.
“Why were you crying?”
“Just a bad dream.”
But it’s not just a cut…
Or a tear or a lie…
It’s always “just one more”
Until you Die
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To be honest with you, I don’t remember the first time I did it. I never really cut at first.. It was more like scratching. I used to get my key and scratch my arm with it. It hurt… That was all I wanted at the time. That began over a year ago.
Why did I do it, you may ask..? Well I felt so helpless, I had no control over anything in my life and I thought that it would help, but it was more than that too! I felt numb. Nothing made me feel anything, but when I scratched myself, I felt pain… And […]
I run today Litterely moving. The world through my eyes is cold. Full of dark colors. The air is crisp around me thin. layers of mist collect on my face under my hat on my glasses. Â I hold my keys in my hands their sound as constant as my steady moving lump of body mass. I run. Its has been a long time since I have run and I can’t remember why I would do such a thing at the moment.Â
My body jiggles forward my mind moves back in memory. forcing me to quite again to walk I keep moving. I remember wanting to die. […]
I think suicidal people should be taken to an island or just isolated away somewhere, where we can live in peace and harmony with each other, rather than be abused by our current social surroundings or Doped by are so called helpers the psychiatric warlords. We are not mental or sick, we just don’t have options, and because of this we would rather Die than suffer, we would rather die than degrade ourselves by conforming with the modern Era.
So there.
p.s i should probably say thats just my opinion not necessarily the opinion of any other sufferers. xPeacex
Hello,
Unlike most people here my situation is not critical…
I have no friends, But not because of my personality or anything, I just dont talk to people alot, I’m affraid to talk to people. So most of my days I’m sitting here, alone, listening to the radio or watching TV. Nobody Called me for christmas or my birthday…
As for “suicide” well, I’ve been thinking about it for a good year or so.
Everynight it was “Should I do it ?” And of course, I ended up falling asleep, Or I decided not to do it.
I actually “wanna Die” because I think it’ll be easier than to have […]
The sad times are when you look around you and everyone has a place.
Everyone, except you.
Even the people you consider friends would rather be alone than be with you.
The sad times are when you look around you and everyone is welcome.
Everyone, except you.
Even the people that invite you in their circle don’t want you to talk to them.
The worst times are when you look around you and you’re all alone.
No one, but you.
Even the people you once thought cared, didn’t give a shit about you.
You sit on the bathroom floor, tears pouring from your eyes.
Blades carve your […]
Is there a differance? Ya there is ..Love is forever. Lust is just being stuck in what you dreamed about. —-FANTASTIC FANTASY …..THATS TO DIE FOR. BUT THE JEALOUS. FRIEND ALWAYS SCREWS IT UP….THANKS ALOT …..must be. N.I.c.e. having that power over someone. Thanks Devyn that makes 2 girls you did me wrong with.
everyone on here seems to have these incredible stories. everyone has all these reasons as to why they’re so depressed. sure i have stupid normal issues but nothing that bad that i should want to kill myself. but i do.
im about to start failing classes because all i can do in class is think about killing myself.
i’m new to this site.
but so far everyone seemsto have a good reason for being so depressed and i don’t.
and it sucks.
She knows what’s happening to me. She knows what people are egging me on and trying to get me to do. All she has to say is “Die already”.
I tried to do it about 3 days ago. I tried to take my own life. It was a situation where it should have happened, and I was prepared for it. I had written all my notes to everyone who would have cared and I cleaned my room so it wouldn’t be a hassle afterwards. I was ready and I did it. I drank bleach until I couldn’t take it. I knew the end was near and my peace would soon come. But my peace never came. I woke up the next morning drowsy and in pain. But 3 days have now passed and the […]
Hello everyone on this wonderfully miserable forum 😉
I am thinking of offing myself soon, but the trouble is I am a bit stuck in that Twilight Zone where you don’t know how to live, and don’t know how to die.
I was thinking of using my car to achieve Poisoning. I have a pretty old car so I guess that will do the trick.
But now I am told that taping a bag over my head will probably not be as bad as it seems, as you just fall asleep at some point.
Anyone has experience with either of these methods?
I’ve had enough pain in life, and I […]
Something akin to a smoker with no cigarettes
a junky with no junk
My soul is unsatiated, a hollow heart for a friend.
This pain is ongoing, unending, unyielding, unceasing
Carving away at an already empty vessel.
If this body could lie down and never awake
If this soul could fly up and out and on
Into the darkness
The vast darkness.
There is comfort in an enveloping never ending darkness
A place with no pain.
I too have lost a love and still wish to be with her. she loves me too, but says she just cant be with me. Just watched the movie and want to die. Anyone want to be Wilson and shoot me?
Is it normal… to look in the mirror and not see yourself in the reflection?
Having been so caught up in everyone’s “expectation†of you. To have completely lost yourself trying to be what everyone else wanted you to be?
Every night you dream of this life, you could NEVER have, but every day you long for it.
You have all these hopes… dreams… ideas… that you want to fulfill but just not enough time to do so.
Then you go to sleep… still having yet to achieve anything extraordinary in your life, waking up in the morning realizing your one day closer to […]
I’m gonna hang myself tonight. I have no more hope everything’s just too fucked up and life has no fucking sense. It’s time for me to go.
I don’t like being weak. But damnit I must be. I cry every time I’m sad and I can never get past my mistakes. But I can see why. I’m honestly ruining my dad’s life. Me stressing him out is causing him to have seizures. My negativity is sucking the life out of my own father. Whenever I try to change I just end up doing something else wrong. My dad wants my mom to come back home and I’m too selfish to not have an attitude with my mother, for my dad’s sake. I so often contemplate suicide. I honestly think it would make […]
We all seem to share one thing… The question, why do we want to die, why are we alive, why do we feel this way? I can only speak for myself we are all very different. I just turned 18 and have a world of opportunity. I’m considered pretty and envied by others and I’m off to a great school for fashion merchandising, my passion, at the end of August. I have best friends and a boyfriend. It all sounds perfect right? Wrong. I constantly wake up wondering why I woke up. Sometimes I lay and stare at the ceiling and feel like a hole […]
I’m about throw up i feel so bad like I’ll die in five minutes.. i don’t know i never feel like this before help me i don’t know what to do i feel useles.. like I don’t fit in anywhere
(sorry for my bad english I’m from chile)
i want to cut severely deep.
i want to hit myself with the hardest things, as hard as i can.
i want to drown in my tub with heavy rocks holding me down.
i want to never speak again.
i want to take all the pills i can find.
i want to purge until my throat is raw.
i want to never eat again.
i want to say good bye and mean it.
i want my body to fail me.
i want the blood to keep pouring.
i want the darkness to eat me alive.
pulling me further and further down.
i will be no more.
nothing.
gone.
if only […]