Rest In Paradise

Rest In Paradise

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I lay here unable to breath or move , in front of my "loved" ones as they mourn me. I watch as people who wouldn't cry for me when I was standing before them sob. Sob as if they would've given a hand in my sufferings. They always thought I was manipulative, Manipulative because I couldn't cope with trauma. I couldn't handle the pressure of life itself and expressed it with anger and tears. I would be hated on but the moment I took my last breathe everyone regretted it except for me. (Suicide awareness)
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Nightmare had been suffering with deep depression for his entire life. And when I say ENTIRE, I mean entire life. Though, it'd been getting worse with each passing day till suddenly the overwhelming, hurting, uncontrollable feeling of wanting to disappear just stopped bothering him. The feeling became numb. Then empty. Till suddenly it was the only thing that'd make him happiest. The feeling of death, The pain The emptiness It all made him want it. To know what it felt like. Nightmare wanted to die. So much

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