With each passing moment I want to give up,
give up on life,
give up on myself.
I have seen the world with bare eyes and I wish to hide from the evil it speaks.
It burns my lightly whitened hands and forces them to scar.
This suicide haunts me, and it mocks me.
Telling me things like, "Its okay to die."
It's not alright.
I see my friends fade into the distant fog and I dont know where they have gone.
I see my future turn black and the moon slowly begins to crack.
I am nothing, this is nothing,
Death, is simply easy.
Please tell me how to make this better
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Death...it seems easy.....and then...as life is fadiing out...images of those we leave behind come calling...and its not so easy....I almost lost my soulmate cos it seemed easy...now she is fading slowly damaged by the pills she took....and she yearns to live....so sweets if this is a true write...then please don't listen to those voices....listen to your inner strength..find someone who gives a dam....if you can't...find me...i will go the extra mile..carry your load a while..and hang in there,,,because tomorrow could be your defining moment
T
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