The suicidal n tormented need shelter.

For something as little as telling the truth, you can quickly be left with out a roof over your head, I'm not as strong as some of the homeless so i may soon be dead. I feel a lot of loneliness, i feel like a pathetic mess. Sometimes i just wanna checkout slit my own throat or hang myself take the easy way out, swing from a tree n finally be set free, the only thing stopping me is the love n the guilt i feel from my family. I'm sick of crawling back to my loved ones coz i seem to never stop falling. I'm so lost, if i neck myself it'll be somewhere deep in the forest. It feels so wrong to leave my family behind in this cruel world, hopefully i haven't sung my last song n evil doesn't rule.