So I'm depressed and long for death. I saw the chaplain(I'm in the army) and went to the hospital. I still see death as the best answer. So why not? This world seems too much for me. I hate it. I wrote this poem to describe it.
I'm terrified,
I don't know what I'm doing,
I'm so lonely,
dear god help me.
pray for me,
pray for me.
Where is my silver cup,
So thirsty,
So thirsty.
I won't hesitate,
To hit the highway.
I haven't found the reason,
Not yet at least.
Where is my succor?
I can never leave,
I can never leave,
I can never leave.
Why can't I leave?
What makes me so special?
Please forget about me.
I am nothing but a playful breeze.
Let me die in peace.
I have nothing.
I want nothing.
I want nothing!
It is so bad....
Mcusta will save me,
Reunite me with my lord.
Why brood on these dark thoughts?
Because these are all that remain.
"He who wants his life, will lose it."
2006-10-11
16:38:47
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