Is This It?
A PILL?
A KNIFE?
A GUN?
WANT TO DIE
DEPRESSED
KILL ME
DAYS getting shorter
Breath growing old
Can’t taste life anymore
Shouldn’t be alive
I’ll leave if you want me to
On a search for love
Light fading
Can’t find my way out
Voices in my head
SCREAMING
Wanting me dead
Want to disappear
Don’t know what love means
NEED somebody to teach me
Tired of trying
Tired of living
Need to go away
Falling
Me = Nothing
I’ve gone blind
Please help me
Somebody
Can’t trust this world
With my life anymore
Hate me
Tear me apart
Want to be happy
MISS love
Tasteless
Thoughts numb
Trying not to die
Can’t fight it anymore
Need help
Need somebody
Pill in head
Blade in skin
Trigger pulled
I’m sorry
Dead
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