Can you feel it?
The dead weight of your legs
from the sleeping pills,
the overwhelming dizziness
from the alcohol.
The soft throbbing sensation of your pulse,
as blood is seeping out your veins?
That’s it.
That’s what we have been waiting for,
that quiet comfort.
The relief of dying.
If you commit suicide, you’ll never be able to feel that relief that you do desperately crave-because you’ll be dead. Life ends in the blink of an eye-and either way you’re going to die at the end of it. You might as well wait until your time comes naturally-there’s really nothing to lose. And you never know, but life may become awesome for you in the future. So hold on in there xx
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This is beautiful honestly. I myself have been struggling with depression & on April 1st I made a life altering and traumatic decision. This writing depicts how I felt perfectly.
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Suicide is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Remember that! This poem was beautiful, though.
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