a year ago I tried to take my own life
and I afterwards I told my friends I was fine
But just needed to be alone
I was alone
I was beat up and worn out
And emotionally dead
It was if I had already ended my life
And now a year later so much has happened
I've lost everything
Literally everything
I feel defeated and empty and
Broken
But I no longer want to take my life
I want to be alive
And beat this ****
Because this **** is killing me
But I will not let it take my life
Like it almost did a year ago
I regret a lot
But I never regret not dying
Because I realized that despite this ****
Im the happiest when I'm alive