I've been wanting to **** myself for a long time I just don't have the guts to do it I've thought of ways to die as I lay in bed at night but I keep telling myself to forget it I listen to my heartbeat as I fall asleep and pray to God that it stops eventually yet no matter how many times I plead and beg for death I still waked up to my ****** up reality I'm waiting for the day I take my last breath so the world will realize what they lost I want people to ******* notice I'm hurting I wish I had a remote that puts the world on pause I'm walking in circles not getting anywhere and it is eating away at me like moth's on dead flesh I sit on my bed with a cigarette in my hand realizing my time to go hasn't come just yet I want to rip out my hair so the ugliness on the inside will show on the outside I want to scream until my vocal cords rip apart so I didn't have to speak to another life I want to throw up everything that eats me alive I want to stop crying all the time I want to run away and never come back that way no one has to hear me whine I want to stop being so overwhelmed I want my head to stop huritng I wish this pain would disappear I want to stop feeling like I'm constantly dying.
WRITTEN BY: Mandie Michelle Sanders WRITTEN ON: May 1, 2012 Tuesday 1:15 A.M.