Empty threats

So truly bored of empty threats
Those posts that no one can forget
Dried up words not heartfelt pleas
Heartless thoughts are killing me
“I am going to,” they say and then
“I am back,” they write again
“The gun is in my hand” they say
“I slit my wrists yesterday”
Can not take another moment
Saying they will, you know they won’t
So to all you suicidal attention seekers
Give a thought to those who are weaker
I know that this isn’t what you need
Those words you say, filled with greed
Are hurting, tearing me apart
So before you write, look to your heart
I don’t want to see you all in pain
So please don’t write those things again

*This is such a lame poem, but I keep seeing people on the forum posting empty suicide threats, and it is hurting me so much to see that all these people feel THAT bad, I’m sorry if you are one of those people, I do care, I’m just afraid*