The Way Out

Depression runs like a river it seems in my life anymore. I can’t seem to get away from this pain and hurt.

My feelings on one of the hardest nights...

The Way Out

It’s over for me. I can’t do this anymore. I’m done with this life and I’m done with this world. I gave everything I could and nobody wanted it, nobody cared to think what it did to me. Give me my last rights I’m punching out for good this time. I’m not coming back. This is so long and the bullet is goodbye. I no longer can justify the reason for my life. Depressed for eight years alone, with no one I left the world behind. Now I’m ready to die, all the suffering and all the hate I tried so hard to reclaim my place. But they don’t want me here and I can’t stand these tears anymore. Forgive me for failing to be who I was supposed to be.