The sun is setting

The light turns to darkness

The warm turns to cold

Everyone is asleep

Except her

She's awake

Ready to give up

She ties the noose

Tightens it around her neck

She kicks the chair

It ends tonight

If life was a game I’d be dead

If life was a game I would have killed myself multiple times

If life was a game I would have more than one life

If life was a game I could “reset” when I hit game over

If only life was a game I’d be dead already

My last sunrise has come today

In the early morning of misty may

Is where I lay

With scars from the previous day

There's a gun in my hand

A hole in my head

And a note on my heart

I apologize for the pain i've caused

But I could bear this burden no more

I freed my self to a better place

Where the sun is always shining

So this is my last sunrise

you see
once my mission is accomplished
it could be time
because happiness doesn't exist for me

we've set our suicide dates
sadly we can both relate

we have scars upon our wrists
with despair in our eyes

we tried and couldn't
we've failed again
these are our suicide dates

i'll never stop thinking about you
and probably i'll never stop wanting you
for most of the times
i will forgive myself
for wanting to be so close to you
but why is it a bad thing?
why can't I be with you?
the fact that I love you and I want to be with you
doesn't mean that I hate life
they've told us
they've told us
i know we would be together
sooner if they've let me
but its a fact
i'll be dead

*and probably happier than now

A year ago on this day, I got out of the mental hospital.