It comes in a bottle.
All shapes, all sizes.
It comes in all flavors,
All colors.
It's made many different ways.
But no matter what.
It does the same thing.
It's poison.
It fogs the mind.
It's poison.
It's toxin.
It's ruined my life.
Time and time again.
And I though it would be over.
I thought I wouldn't have to deal with it.
But it still comes back.
Every time.
I thought I would be enough,
To make it stop.
To show you that the taste of poison isn't worth it.
Because all it brings,
Is pain,
Suffering,
Sadness,
And death.
So please.
All I ask.
Is put down that bottle.
I'm sorry I've caused you to put that poison to your lips.
I just wish I was the reason you wanted to never touch it again.

I'm sorry.
I wish I had done it
I wish I had said something.
But now it's too late.
I will always regret it.
But now it's too late.
I'm going to go mad.
Because now the distance between the doctor and I will be too great.
I'm sorry.
I can only hope for the future.
I'm sorry Harley.
I'll miss you.

Everybody I love is dying.
The people closest to me are dying.
And it's my fault.
I've caused the depression.
I've caused the accidents.
I've caused the cancer.
It's all my fault.
I'm poison.
I'm toxic waste.
If I go.
Everything will get better.
For everyone.
No more depression.
No more accidents.
No more cancer.
No more sadness.
I'm sorry I've caused all this death.
I'm sorry.

tonight was the end.
everything is ending.
everything should be getting better.
but i wanted to crash my car on the way home.
i wanted to speed up,
and turn off the road.
crash my car and die.
i don't want this life anymore.
its too hard for me to live.
i dont enjoy this much anymore.
theres very little keeping me here.
it would be better if i left.

I still want to die.



But you make me want to put it off for a little longer.

I am a shadow.
I go unnoticed.
I am the darkness that everybody chooses to ignore but knows is there.
I am the choice people regret making.
I am the chill that travels up your spine when you feel anxious.
I am what you see in the corner of your eye, but is gone when you look.
I don't actually exist To you.
To any of you.
I'm just a regret.
I'm the bad taste in your mouth.
I am what you hate.
But I am a shadow.
Even when I'm gone.
I'll be lurking behind you.
In the back of your mind.
Reminding you.
Of what happened.

Today I was caught trying to **** myself.
I just said
No no no I'm filming a video,
A psa about suicide.
But I was trying to hang myself.
I was going to do a psa for everybody around me.
To love the people you have while there here.
Cause I don't want to be anymore.
And it seems I'm not wanted.
This has been...
My psa.