Last tear I dropped when the people weren’t here anymore.
They left me alone, fighting in the darkness, afraid of what’s coming next.
My bones are weak, with blurred sight.
They don’t want me either.
So why not just end yourself?
It's not that hard to be a dead body in a dark room that has stayed for years.
Do you want this to be your end?
Or just give in to sleep, and leave everything behind?
So create your own sorrow that is filled with strength and love,
That makes you stand up to defeat your fears.
You're not alone. Listen to your heart.
The battle didn't end that easily, but it’s immortalized in human history.

Never let anyone break your heart or play with your feelings you deserve the best . the fake faces you living with have  a bad intention towards you, the world isn't perfect but is not that terrible.

The crimes , cheats . around the society it means humans are just focused on what they want and dont remember others. the kindness still exists , so please why not help weak bodies  to reach up that bridge of freedom with positive minds, to make the foundation belong in our hearts, so make the world a better place to live to be that radiant star in the dark.

Being surrounded with strangers and create my own world

And hoping there another chance to live

Poeple doesnt had a mercy or even a compassion

I’m defeating my fears and facing them —
To be stronger than before.

My heart shattered. my brain ruind.

Because i cant see more of these awful humans.

The sun rises and the moon disappears.
The flowers bloom, coloring the blue sky.
She opened her arms for me, and her clouds held me to the heights.
She burned my depression and my sadness. And she told me, “Honey, there is no way that can bring you down.
The difficulties, you can solve them by your faith and believing in your strength.”
And then she led me to a green land in a comfy home, where she laid me down and covered my eyes.
It whispered, “Good luck.”

Like usual, I'm getting confused about my future and worried about my mental state. I feel my brain cells are burned, and my lungs are chimneys, and my heart is beating hard. My head is getting heavier than before, and my eyes are getting blinded.

I slept. I woke up in the afterlife. The light came my way, and it said, "Welcome! You passed the test, and these are your results." The rain was pouring as it touched my body, and a whisper from the air called me "Val." The sunshine warmed my hair, and the angels held me to reach up to that bridge of water. I drank it, and I felt a fresh feeling. I was released into happiness, and a smile was drawn on my face. This was my journey to Heaven.

In the daylight and nights the exhaustion and depression it was my black arm all the time.
I hate it .it was so heavy to me and it was my left arm it was trying to Make me down i was in the depth i am drowning cant breathing
I see just the reflection of the dark
My mental health and my body can't resist it
  I am died and i am decide to end this by escaping from pains that i carry it alone .