suicide feels write

i hate this side of me
this hurt
the pain inside of me
mouth fucking my pistol tonight it seems
crying silently
no one will hear my screams
dying silently suppressed intentionally
for its purpose to kill silently suicidal visions frustrate me psychotically
cut my wrists again
die again
wake up on the floor again
kicked out of heaven again
fuck you again im eating all the pills in the cabinet again
then drinking some gin falling asleep never to wake again
fuck these psych pills they don't work if im on or off them
1000's of milligrams and Im still fucking dying and crying on them
quetiapine blues narcotics bottles are loosened
I don't expect to wake up from this medicated noose again
leave me alone again
I don't want to wake again
DO NOT RESUSCITATE ME A FUCKING-GIN
i was gonna buy you that harmonica tomorrow but you fucked it up again burn in hell never will you touch heaven or enter within
maybe im over reacting again i guess im sensitive
fuck it the clip already loaded saftey's off and im drunk again
let the fun begin