stop thinking about suicide

I can see how my life will end,
alone…lying on the floor with no friends.
Mother disgusted at my pain,
Dad pretending its not there so he doesn’t go insane.

I sit in the darkest corner of the darkest room,
alone is the biggest comfort to me.
People turn their heads away from me,
they don’t see me.

God has blessed us with such a thing as life,
but why do I hurt so bad to end my existance?
I just want to lie cold in the ground,
its better then nobody around.

Everyone tells me,
“You have so much going for you”
Yeah, alot of good that will do,
...if only they all knew.

I hurt and I cry,
my life being shoved in my face and down my throat,
The blade is the only reassurance in the end,
pretty soon, I’ll just blend.

Someone hear this call for help,
nobody will let me cry out loud,
I don’t want to put anyone to shame…
I don’t make a sound.

Nobody has hurt me, and I have hurt nobody,
pain has willingly tainted my smile,
and it makes life, love and happiness,
hardly worthwhile.

No warm soul to love,
and no friend to cry to,
I cry to myself…and hold myself together,
but I am only me.

Help?

I have stopped thinking about suicide. I used to be depressed. But now I can be happier. I’m getting older and close to my future when I can show the world what I can be.

“Be what you are, and become what you are capable of becoming.”
- Robert Louis Stevenson

My life isn’t bad. The things I go through are, though. I used to cut. Not bad…but enough to make me bleed a bit.

I tried to commit suicide slowly. I took 2 tylenol. Then two more. Then two more in a 1 hour basis. Then two more. It made me go to sleep.

...I woke up feeling relieved…but also upset that I wasn’t in a hospital bed and my parents there asking me why…why I did it. Why do I hurt? Why am I so sad?

Its not like I’ll come out and tell them.
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