What’s the point of getting healthy,
as it never seems to work for me.
What’s the point in getting wealthy,
no one will pay me for this stuff.
What’s the point in living life correctly,
I’ve never understood the point of it.
What’s the point in trying to protect me,
I hide from his face every night.
What’s the point in trying to disrespect me,
my brain does that for you.
What’s the point in life when I feel empty?
Not meaning to scare any of you, I’m perfectly ok and just incase your worried I have Therapy later today. I feel that its important to write about these feelings when they come up, and suicidal feelings should be shared. My old neighbour committed suicide recently, it got me thinking about how selfish I’ve been in the past, and I’ve been putting myself down about it ever since.
I think it’s important to know that when I tried a long time ago I didn’t really want to die, all I wanted to do was shut those thoughts inside my head that plague me up, and I thought it was the only way to help. I feel that it’s important to talk about suicide, because not talking about it isn’t helping, and I really think we shouldn’t shy away from the topic.