Suicide Is The Only Happy Pill

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Basically its bout a short bit of my life tht includes suicide... rely hard for me to rite bout this... but enjoy :)

Submitted: June 22, 2008

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Submitted: June 22, 2008

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Hard day from school... bullied again...why me? That is the thought that is constantly in my mind, why me? Is it because of how i look? They always call me ugly so that must be it. Or is it the fact that i am a goth? Probably... You see society today is War... run by children... Wars between children occur because they label themselves and therfore causing division between them, Chavs, Goths, Moshers, Emo's, Punks... whatever... The most common war is betwwen Chavs and Goths/Moshers. Now i'm not labeling myself i just like wearing black and listening to metal music. I'm not entering myself into one of their groups. And yet... come to think of it, my life would be so much easier without my life...actually being there... All my pain would be gone, all the suffering would disappear... i'd finally be happy...gone...forever... But what about my friends? What about my family? They wouldn't care...would they? But its easy for them... THEY AREN'T THE ONES GETTING BULLIED TO DEATH EVRY SINGLE DAY OF THEIR LIFE... Crying doesn't help anymore and neither does self harm... i need to be happy... The only thing I can think of right now i suicide... That's the only thing that is going through my mind, i just want to get it over with..................... I'm Sitting in a corner you know, with my head between my knees, my blade is in my right hand, sweat drips down my face, my make up running from the tears... This is it...... Theis is the end.... I kepe getting told that its not the only way... But they don't see my life...through my eyes... through my eyes... my life isn't worth living anymore... AND I CAN'T STAND IT ANYMORE!!!!! (Slash) **Finally Its done... Blood slowly dripping from my wrist, I smile in joy, it'll be over in a few moments, i look up to the celing and start to cry... every breath i take gets shorter and shorter...... and .... sh-shorter......an-.........shor...ter......

Now Don't cry for me, i'm already gone...my soul will be given the strength to help those who helped me, who cry for me, who smiled for me...... who'd die for me... Now, rest your head and go to sleep... i'm safe now so don't worry, I'm in Gods arms... Bullies will no longer haunt me in my nightmares... Because All i think of now... Is You...

**There are an estimated 10 to 20 million attempted suicides every year** Please... Don't let Yourself Be One Of Them...


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