#svicide
TRIGGER WARNING
I think maybe
I want to die
I think so, I'm not sure.
Don't really think
About cutting
Just don't want to endure
I guess that I
Just know that when
I see a gravel ledge
I wonder if
It might be nice
To drive right off the edge
I think maybe
I want to die
I could be wrong, I guess
All I know is
Sometimes I feel
I live under duress
I don't know what
This feeling is–
An illness, I suppose
But living does
Not give me life
No scent holds to a rose
I think maybe
I want to die
I think so, I don't know
Oblivion
Seems much preferred
To more days moving slow
Colors, they don't
Seem as bright
The sky–it starts to fade
I wish it would
Be over now
And I could waste away
I think maybe
I want to die
I almost did last week
A flash of white
And silver hues
And tires start to squeak
And when the car
Came straight for me
I promise I won't lie
I had no thought
For my own life
I think I want to die.
Sep 4, 2025
Sep 4, 2025 at 5:27 AM UTC
I don't want to eat breakfast
Or watch my favorite show
Don't want to eat lunch either
Or take walks in the snow
I don't want to watch leaves turn
Or take trips to the beach
Don't really want to read my books
And I don't want to teach
I don't want to take a bath
Don't want to call my friends
I don't want to play in rain
My gosh, this never ends
I don't want to change my clothes
Or pet the neighbor's dog
I just want someone to say
How long this will go on
I don't want to meet new friends
Or see old ones, either
I don't want to see anyone
Or to be lonely, neither.
And I don't need to be in love
I don't want a new car
Today, I just want to be done,
My life has gone too far
So tell me that it's over now
And that I can finally sleep
Then slowly watch me fade away
Pray the LORD my soul to keep
Aug 22, 2025
Aug 22, 2025 at 4:11 PM UTC