The darkness from inside.
Its finally coming out.
Suicide thoughts
There is no doubt.
I get the gun.
I get the knife.
I get the pills.
Yet I am still here.
I aim the gun
I spin the knife.
I take the pills.
Yet I am still here.
Why can't I have freedom from this hellhole.
Why won't he let me end my life.
I know it doesn't have a meaning.
Yet I am still here.
I need to leave this place I call home.
Yet I am still here
