Suicidal
I can't live anymore Over time, my heart tore I think I have become self homocidal or maybe you can call it almost suicidal I try to stay strong but I can't hold it in for much long I try not to cry but sometimes I really want to die I think I need help because I want a bullet through my scalp, and a knife through my heart because it has been torn apart Myself I daily abuse They say my emotions are just an excuse I'm desperate for attention because I need a suicide prevention The darkest parts of my soul have won over control All day, ever day, I think about dying and when I'm alone, I'm definitely crying The thing that we all feared the most is that my soul turned into a ghost
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