Go ahead and call me weak because I'm not happy like you
Go ahead and laugh and watch my pain while I grip on this noose
Oh lord I'm afraid
I can't stand the pain
I can't go on pretending like a wanna be alive on this day
Trapped in my brain
Thoughts slowly eat me away
Can't forget the things that have been said
Sometimes I think that I'm dead
I'm tired of living and crying
Think being alive is harder then dying
How do I keep doing this? I can't!
It's like life is a beach and I'm stuck in quick sand
No one asks about me, no one cares about me
Sometimes I think the world is better off without me
Where is god when I need him?
Strange enjoyment of bleeding
Oh fuck I don't wanna be alive
But do I even wanna die?
Living life with this fake smile
Can't you see it?
Oh why can't you see it?
I'm being consumed by these suicidal thoughts the devil is feeding
What did I do ?
Why do I deserve this?
Hatred inside my heart but smiles all on the surface
This is what you wanted right? I'll do it don't worry
Just do me a favor and tell my mom that I'm sorry
Oh well...
But if god is real I'm probably going to hell
The devil keeps telling me that this is my fate
But if you're reading this then it's probably too late!
"FUCK"
*PULLS TRIGGER*
Hey guys, I made this book as a very depressed teen. I want you to know that whatever you’re feeling is temporary. And as cliché as it sounds everything will turn up in the end. I’m very mentally stable now and wish the best for all of you too. Suicide is never the answer... please reach out. DO NOT let your thoughts consume you, you are NOT your thoughts.