I can't cope. They keep picking on me. I've had enough.

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I'd attempt suicide but I'm afraid I might die,
I'd attempt suicide but I'm afraid I might survive,
I'd attempt suicide but instead I'll just cry,
I'd attempt suicide in the middle of the night.

Could I do that to my family?
That's just cruel.
They're not the ones who have put me through this night-marish hell.

I used to ponder,
on what there was that I could do,
until recently when 'suicide' popped into my head.

Maybe I could just pick up a gun and shoot all those people,
who put me through,
this night-marish hell.

But hell, what would that accomplish?
Me having to explain?
Figure it out, Einstein, before I shoot my self in the brain.

Lock me away?
More like take my soul away.
I'll save you the trouble,
and do it myself, today.

I could try to drown out my sorrows,
by taking drugs,
sipping booze,
but at the end of the day,
that's just killing myself anyway.

I love you, my family.
Do not blame yourselves.
But blame those ass-holes next-door...​
 
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