Suicidal

i’m tired
completely worn out
after hours of distress
no christmas dinner for me
haven’t caught a bite to eat
between the suicidality
and avoiding the police
wasting away this christmas day
lost on the verge of
a fraying mentality

i should be dead
how do i keep pulling through?
this weird instinct is wired
all wrong
i fight to stay alive
meanwhile, i’m fighting to die

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11 thoughts on “Suicidal

  1. Hey Kiddo, Remember one thing today, no one would be responding to your poem if they didn’t care, right? A lot of people you don’t really know that well do care, and we care enough about you to be here for you. Take it one step and one day at a time, no more and no less, please?
    Love ya, kiddo.
    Karen

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    • I know it’s a long shot, seems like the UK from what I’ve read. Don’t give up, please? You’re needed. There is hope as dismal as it seems.

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  2. If you need anyone to talk to don’t hesitate to leave me an email (or message me here if there are messages here.) We’re all here for you. Stay strong okay?

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