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Alone Waiting To Die

Alone waiting to die the world is just to much to bare. My life has no meaning just pain , hate of my passed it eating at my bones. The waiting is just to hard I will just take my life. End the pain my God why me it just to much . no one wants to love me to hold me they just do not understand , the pain that’s been handed to me from this world of hate. I cant bare anymore, someone help me. I waiting to die the pills are overwhelming my body and slowly kill me. I am dying and no one cares I am sick of all of it my life this world screw it all. I am waiting to die and suicide is my only way out no one wants to listen to my cries for help or care if I live or die. so I going to leave and die no one knows why but me and God. So I am going to commit suicide and no one know why I am alone and waiting to die suicide the y all we wonder why ..

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James Foulk

Date: 9/3/2008 8:34:00 PM

Suicide is so final. You can't change your mind once you do it. I thought of doing it in 1968 when my first wife left me. I got drunk one night and i got on top of this bridge railing and was going to jump, it was about a 30 or 40 foot fall, the water was up real high, i did not know how to swim, so i would have died. something told me to wait, so i did. two years later i got married and had two kids and one granddaughter. now think what would have happened if i had jumped. things will get bett

Michael Jordan

Date: 8/26/2008 9:14:00 PM

I wish I knew what to say - I watched my mother die at the age of 4 and spent most of my life trying to out run the pain - I always thought I would die young yet at 47 here I am - And that is a true miracle with-in itself for I have been in many hard Prisons - there are some of us who care - God Bless