It's confusing. The feeling that I shouldn't be here, shouldn't be alive. I screwed up my fate, like straying off the path in the woods. Now I'm lost, stumbling through life and can't find a path to walk along.
When I was young, maybe only 12, I was suicidal. I was worried that dying would be a mistake so I made a pact with myself. A contract:
It was good to have friends but I felt something twist. I made a mistake but there was a chance to fix that. College didn't go as planned, one semester and they didn't give me financial aid and I couldn't afford to go. Things twisted, my curse grew and hurt those around me, and my thoughts strayed to death,
When I was young, maybe only 12, I was suicidal. I was worried that dying would be a mistake so I made a pact with myself. A contract:
I can not kill myself until my 18th birthday, no matter how much I want to die. If you choose to live then you will have one more chance if you change your mind. You must live until your 21st birthday and if you still want to live you will not be allowed to kill yourself.
And over time, it felt like it was meant to happen. I made friends in high school, start becoming more involved in life. At first, I felt sad that I would die and make them sad. I started to feel like I would miss them if I died and maybe I shouldn't. Stupidly, when my birthday came and I realized that I could graduate high school with decent grades and good friends, I stayed alive.
It was good to have friends but I felt something twist. I made a mistake but there was a chance to fix that. College didn't go as planned, one semester and they didn't give me financial aid and I couldn't afford to go. Things twisted, my curse grew and hurt those around me, and my thoughts strayed to death,
21st birthday comes around I choose life for my friends and family. Things twisted more and it felt like I had cheated. I was meant to die but here I am. Every day I think of death but I am bound by the contract. So I pray for the world to end and set all of us free.