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True peace
I just feel like you don’t love me anymore
Like I’m one step further out the door
The dark clouds always seem to pour
I feel like death is just an escape anymore
I wish you could get a taste of what it’s like
So you can see my life is just a waste
Late night laying In my bed
Just wishing I was dead
Everyday putting on a fake smile
Just so I could act good for while
Even though I’m drowning in my despair
Life is strange it’s never truly fair
I’m just a deranged spirit gasping for air
So this is my final goodbye
Of a suicide note
I wrote it in blood from the razor I drug up my arm
Not to alarm you
But you’ll find me swimming in my own blood
Where I truly be at peace
It finally got me death is my true peace
Like I’m one step further out the door
The dark clouds always seem to pour
I feel like death is just an escape anymore
I wish you could get a taste of what it’s like
So you can see my life is just a waste
Late night laying In my bed
Just wishing I was dead
Everyday putting on a fake smile
Just so I could act good for while
Even though I’m drowning in my despair
Life is strange it’s never truly fair
I’m just a deranged spirit gasping for air
So this is my final goodbye
Of a suicide note
I wrote it in blood from the razor I drug up my arm
Not to alarm you
But you’ll find me swimming in my own blood
Where I truly be at peace
It finally got me death is my true peace
Published 15th Dec 2023
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15th Dec 2023 11:08am
I used to believe death was peace. I was suicidal for years, with 2 attempts.
I feel your every word.
But I clawed my way from a pit of mental hell back into the light. Never in a billion years would I have thought I could say life is a prescious gift. Darkness will eventually collapse into light. I pray for an end to your pain.
I feel your every word.
But I clawed my way from a pit of mental hell back into the light. Never in a billion years would I have thought I could say life is a prescious gift. Darkness will eventually collapse into light. I pray for an end to your pain.
