Posted by Anonymous on 2011/07/12 under Uncategorized I feel like crap. I wish I were dead. I want to kill myself if only I had the guts to just do it. Cut myself, over dose, jump of a building, walk into moving traffic or something. Love hurts Hate hurts Peace hurts and Violence hurts. Call me when it all stops.
the silence hurts more than all, and i have felt that demons call, a burning needle shark embrace, hides behind a friendly face. then, only too late you’ll know, you should have never asked to go.
Please don’t give up. There is always time. Always hope. Always a possibility for happiness again. Talk to someone. I don’t care if it’s your friend, your counselor, your dog, or even me. Just know that there’s hope for a day when you don’t have to hurt anymore. You can be happy again. Don’t ever, ever, ever give up hope.