Depression

I'm suffering from depression. that only I can see. I've tried to feel alive more than once. But this daydream will never be. I know death is eternal. A decision I'm willing to take. I've lived this life long enough. And made my choice to make. Whether it be with a knife. A gun or a few pills. I know ill be gone forever. As my body lays there still. Mom would be to busy to stop me. Dad wouldn't even try. But even the words I love you. Wouldn't stop my choice to die. As for all my friends. Tell them they never cared. And now ill get my revenge. By giving them the pain I've shared

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William Kershaw

Date: 7/24/2009 12:24:00 AM

Jessica, Don't do yourself in to punish others. If they caused your pain, it's doubtful that your act would hurt them. If you really want to die,I won't try to talk you out of it. But first, take the time to really examine your motive. Then ask yourself if you are spiritually comfortable with this way out. Ask someone you trust and whose opinion you respect how they feel about it. All doing these things can cost you is a little time. Not a bad investment against the cost of eternity. Love, Will

Ashley Wisehart

Date: 7/23/2009 10:27:00 PM

this is really good! i can really relate to this!