My emotions are numb my heart is cold.
I open my beers never spilling my tears.
Blood pours from my wrist drip by drip.
Am I broken?
No!
My eyes are open.

With everyone around me yelling why are you breathing
I often ask myself the question should I even be living
I've never thought of suicide as an escape
To stare up at a slab of wood paid for with my life savings
Why would anyone choose that over spilling unwanted blood
I AM ALIVE!
I EXIST!

All I want in this life is to feel close to someone who won't wrong me or sleep with my friends. I want to walk into a room without someone saying I'm trash. To make enough money to support myself and help others. This world is rotten.

No matter what I do or how hard I try. I'm still trash. My initials are NAW because naw **** that guy.

Love is a lie
2. Nobody will ever truly understand another person.
3. Suicide is never an answer.
4. Humans are cancer to the earth.
5. Emotions are controllable.
6. Love, Peace, and Harmony.
7. There's darkness in all of us.
8. If you give up on yourself you will truly be alone.

Suicide isn't why blood needs to be spilled. It's spilled to keep my demons at bay.

Snowflakes fall down one by one in the many surrounded by others all different but join together in a blanket of snow sharing the same fate and slowly disappear.