Promise me,
That you would be a good boy
That you would not complain
Of how you hate eating vegetables
Or
That you don't have enough time
To play too much video games

Promise me,
To always
Come back home on time
So that Mom and Dad won't be worried
To always
Finish your homework
Because education is important
To always
Be yourself
No matter what people say

Because
I won't be there
To remind you
Of this
When I'm dead

I love you baby brother
                                                                             From your only sister.

Under my bed
There are three things I hide
A rope
A knife
A bottle of pills
The question is,
Which one would I choose?
Should I use the rope?
Like a snake that will choke a person to death
Should I use the knife?
That I always felt to be my friend
Should I use the bottle of pills
That would be emptied once I swallowed everything
Like how life really felt
All of them seems tempting
But not too alluring
And too thrilling

Don’t act too surprised
You knew this will happen
You just choose to not pay attention
And stick to it
Funny thing is that
We both always felt scared of living
More than dying

Now that I am gone,
What will you do my friend?
Will you hang yourself in the ceiling?
Cut deep through your throat?
Or?
Die in a heavy sleep?
Like there will be no tomorrow
Or
Will you let
Your regrets and guilt
Eat you alive
And hunt your vivid dreams
Every night.

Tik Tok, Tik Tok ….

You only have a short time
Think wisely
For this choice is yours
And not mine

Robert William is dead,
Kate ***** is dead,
My best friend is dead,
Who's the culprit?
Suicide.

Funny thing about life is,
I’m scared to live
But I am not scared to die.  
That I just feel that the blade I’m holding is my only friend
The same exact reasons the scars that I had bury deep within my wrists.
I even tried to overdose and take my life away. 

Tired of feeling hopeless there just sitting down beside my bed.

Family
Loves you unconditionally
Trust you no matter what
Accepts you for who you are

Yet
When I look up
I saw your eyes
The same eyes
That shines too bright
Like a flawless diamond
The same eyes
That would look at me
Wih love and adoration

But
This time
I saw hurt
In your eyes
I see pain
In your eyes
That I would want to take away

I want to open my mouth
To say "I'm sorry"
And tell you that
I didn't mean it
But I didn't
My ego was too big
That made everything hard

You waited
I kept quiet
You finally
Stood up
And left me
Alone in that
Empty, dark
Basement

I'm sorry DAD.

LIFE IS LIKE A STORM
THAT IS FULL OF PAIN
ONE DAY IT WILL COME OUT OF NOWHERE
AND RUIN ME
THEN THE NEXT DAY
IT WILL LEAVE ME
SCARED, HURT
AND RUINED
WHERE THERE BE NO ONE
TO HELP ME
BUT THAT DOESN'T STOP IT FROM COMING BACK BACK
AND MAKING THINGS WORSE FOR ME
I'M READY!
I'M FINALLY READY TO LEAVE
WHERE I COULD GET MY PEACE
EVEN IF IT MEANS TO **** MY OWN LIFE
AND THIS IS MY GOODBYE.