You see a beautiful girl sitting alone, I see a tortured soul dealing with everything on her own is a girl haunted by her past and she's sinking fast.
The bruises on my arms were not love, the pain in my eyes were not relief, blood stained the white feathers of the dove for she did not mourn but she grieved.
What you see on the outside is my personal disguise, what hides underneath you cannot even begin to imagine.
Suicide is just another way of saying they will care now even when it really means they won't care. They would always as long as you stay alive.
I think about suicide everyday, every miniute even when I think it's getting better it gets worse...just because life was given to me doesn't mean I want it.
I know that if you commit suicide you go to hell but sometimes hell sounds so much better then reality.
Im too scared to let go but im not strong enough to hold on.
You said everything was going to be ok and you were gonna be there when you needed me. So let me ask you this where were you when I needed you the most?
The struggles of life can pull you one direction then another and leave you lying where you never thought you would be.
I'd rather jump off a bridge then give life a second chance.
Death is the only way to enternal happiness.
Some days I want to put a gun to my head and pull the trigger just to see if anyone would care.
How is one excepted to continue living when one feels broken in every way?
The demons's are back and stronger then ever, they are looking for a fight to win. And this time I might just let them.
Behind this innocent smile of mine, lay words left unsaid, words of longing, love, anger and hate all repeated inside my head.
You hurt yourself on the outside trying to kill the monster on the inside.
If you think that suicide is selfish then you have obviously never been suicidal.
Im busy saving everybody else when I cant even save myself.
The deepest fear we have 'the fear beneath all the fears the fear of not measuring up the fear of judgement. Its this fear that creates the stress and depression of everyday life.
The thing about depression is a human being can survive almost anything as long as they see the end in sight. But depression is so insidious it compounds daily that it is impossible to ever see the end. The fog is like a cage without a key.
I didnt want to wake up. I was having a much better life asleep and thats really sad. It was almost like a reverse nightmare like when you wake up from a nightmare you're so relieved. I woke up into a nightmare.
I don't know if you've ever had one of those days where you would rather be hit by a train then take another breath, or not get out of bed because you've foregotten how to love and how to be loved, where each step is like a warzone not wanting to go on knowing you have to, I dont know if you've ever had one of those days but I hope you never do.
I hate the nights where I feel so hallow inside I feel so damn empty and out of place. I hate the nights where my mind wanders to the unknown and all I return is sadness. I hate counting the tears that rush down my cheeks and collect upon my pillow. I hate that the only thing I have is my loniness and the only thing I feel surrounding me is darkness. I hate it all.
I tell my friends they have to eat when I dont. I tell them they shouldnt listen to what others say when I do. I tell them they shouldnt cut when I do. I tell them life is worth living when I think about suicide. I tell them to be happy when im battling depression. I tell them ill never leave when I know im going to.
My name is .... and I am suicidal. Yes I think about killing myself thing is I dont know why. Everyday I think of new ways slitting my wrists, overdosing on pills, drowning myself, jumping, hanging, drinking bleach, killing myself. My name is .... and these are my suicidal thoughts.
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Depression/Self Harm Quotes And Poems
Ficción GeneralThis is my first time writing a book on wattpad eventhough its only a quotes and poem book on depression/self harm and abuse.