Category : Poems

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I’m already dead inside
So let me pull the trigger to finish off everything I was trying to hide
Let me just end all this pain and suffering
It’s getting harder for me to breathe now
I’m panicking 
My hands are getting sweaty
My mind is going fuzzy 
My brain is twitching as if it’s a computer with more than one tab open 
I’m already dead inside let me end it all 
But Why can’t I put this gun up to my head tho? 
Why can’t I pull this trigger? 
These voices in my head are getting louder 
I’m laying on the floor crying now 
Reaching for a hand but no one seems to be around 
Where is everyone at now? The ones who said I’d be there if you ever need me? 
Where did everyone go? 
Am I that much of a burden? 
If so then why can’t I seem to end my life and take a dive into the fiery pit of the hell zone 
Would it be easier if I just downed all these pills? Or would they just send me to the hospital and rule out “accidental overdose” again and again. I’m tired and I’m scared but I rather be buried six feet underground then to keep going through all the pain that seems to be all around....