My shadow, is shredding skin. Drowning my soul, descended angel, fill me with sin.
I can’t turn back now, I’ve said too much.
I greet the end.
Its so warm and calm inside. The depth of the drop will be sufficient for a quick numb. Soon. All gone.
My shadow, is shredding skin. Drowning my soul, descended angel, fill me with sin.
I can’t turn back now, I’ve said too much.
I greet the end.
Its so warm and calm inside. The depth of the drop will be sufficient for a quick numb. Soon. All gone.
I have a good bottle of whiskey next to me. A glass to pour into. A pack of Marlboro reds. Listening to the sound of silence creep behind me. I remember calmly, the sidearm I was issued. I remember the one I purchased.
The chair is a blatant discomfort to my body. The air around me is becoming harder to feel in my lungs. The decadent ways of the reaper appeal to me. Swift. Sure. Calculated. An indifference rises in my mind, but I am quick to cast it. I can’t live like this anymore.
So familiar and overwhelmingly warm.
Spiral out
In the past month my life seems to have gone from about a five (being ok and slightly happy) to a zero real quick. Almost all my friends have moved and I am actually alone for the first time in a while. I almost forgot how terrible the feeling was. Everyday day I’ve been repeating in my head “I wanna shoot myself, I wanna shoot myself, I wanna shoot myself, I wanna shoot myself, I wanna shoot myself..” I’ve also started to imagine me killing myself at school in the bathrooms or somewhere like that and wondering if anyone would actually care. But its not like they would…they don’t […]
I’ve concluded that it will be my fav knife that I will use to end it. With a quick, maybe angry, jab in the neck I’ll get to watch all my red flow out like a river and feel the pleasant sting as that freeing embrace of death comes ever closer. I will enjoy thoses last moments more so than any in the past.
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You wanted me to play Lonely Boy by black keys, and said something about only playing on the black keys.. Its seems odd because, it seems like a really heavy guitar song, i don’t know if it’ll sound good on piano. I can try though, if you’d like.
can’t handle this bipolar struggle and loneliness. Been looking for the easiest, most effective, quick, and most painless way out. Found pathologies in autopsy reports w/bag w/helium. Bag w/******** more promising but access is tougher. Any other suggesstions? I cant handle the pain.
Mkay. I made it official last night that “Let’s Chats” were a thing now especially when it comes to me. Its early as fuck 7:15am to be exact and I’m like super tired I have the power to control my niece and nephew XD (I put my hand on their faces and I was like sleeeeeep)
Remember embrace your inner weirdo
Note I’m on my mobile phone so I probably won’t reply as quick….
-Suicide
So simple. SO FUCKING SIMPLE.
all it takes is one misstep
or maybe a slight jerk of my hand on the steering wheel
perhaps a quick lead foot
could I slip into neutral and into the lake?
It’s just all so simple. Right there in front of me, a token accidental death with sinister roots. And yet I sit here, with my car turned off, writing this instead, talking myself off the ledge once more.
I’m so passively suicidal sometimes it scares me. I don’t want to die, but I also really, really want to. Oh well.
I should know by now..that the people who say they love you are so quick to hurt you. I am tired i letting things slide..but bc i love you i don’t want to throw away what i feel so easily. But today i thought why do i always get hurt? I am loyal..honest..and a bunch of other shit. I love you but you don’t love me.
I was gonna cut but then i realize i will only suffer the after effect of it.
So i will cry in privacy everyday
I’ve got so good and pretending to be happy I sometimes even fool myself, but then I come to the quick realization that its just a facade and everything hits me a thousand times harder. The strange thing is I feel as if this only happens to me……
hello !!
this is going to be a v quick entry mainly because i feel loads better !!
dont have time to dwell on sad feelings
sending good vibes to all of you & wishing you have good luck !!
thanks for all of your support
I really want to die.. I want a painless and quick way.. I’ve been doing research and I like the ******** gas and the bag thing. But i don’t know what supplies I would need and how to get ******** gas. Someone please help me!!
Today I was moved from CBT to Counselling, is this seen as a good or a bad transition?
Suicide
it seems so easy
no more pain
just one little step
and your life becomes in vain
it’s just so tempting
no more sarrow
a couple of pils
and no tomorrow
it seems about right
no more suffering
just one little cut
and no more fighting
its just so soothing
no more contest
just one quick shot
and your finally at rest
just jump off the bridge
across the river of life
lights out forever blind
but what of the hurt
of those you leave behind
The whole backstory is coming soon but it will take me hours to write, so I just wanted to put this out there right now. I’m 15, and have been getting harassed to my face and behind my back by the same group of boys for about a year. I’ve tried EVERY option of dealing with them in ethical ways, and nothing works. No matter how many people tell me I’m smart, or funny, or kind, I can’t believe it. I try, but I just can’t. These boys have stolen every ounce of pride and confidence I have. I get that feeling of my chest […]
I’ve been suicidal for 18 years, on meds for 14 years, and in therapy for 11 years. Nothing has helped. The only reason I haven’t done it is because I don’t have a method and I’m not going to try something unless it’s almost guaranteed to work and be quick and relatively painless. I’m trapped in my own body with no way out. I love my mom, but I resent her so deeply for bringing me into the world. Having a child is the number one most selfish thing a person can do, especially when there are so many babies and children who need to […]
A peasant from a thousands of years ago
I’m falling in a south-west
Somewhere, with fast speed internet
And then you’ll be, alright
I want to, maybe an Argonian
For so long ago
Shooting lighting and breathing fire
I’m so quick but doesn’t exist
Autumn is coming and farewell to you
.
.
you can be the binder to my messy folder
you can be the hand rested on my shoulder
you can be the gang member and I’ll be your handgun
you can be the punchline and I’ll be the lame pun
you can be the shoes and I’ll be the dance floor
you can be the dubstep I can’t take anymore.
cuz you’re the sugar to my cake
you’re the salt to my ocean
you’re the colors to my paint
and you’re the money to my fortune
you can be the song and I’ll be the lyrics
you can be the coke and I’ll be your quick fix
I’m 20 years old. I’ve been tortured for so long now. I cut all alone my arm vertically but they stitched it up. I overdosed on medication but they took out the poison. I need something painless and quick but I live with my girlfriend and don’t want to have any evidence of my future plans. ideas?
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