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Im sorry
I didnt want to leave you all
But i cant handle this anymore
My life sucks
I cant handle it
Its taking me over
The thoughts in my head
They kill me inside
But i dont want to confine it anymore
I want to release these thoughts
And let them be real
Dont forget its all your fault
Never forget that
I hate you all
There is one
And they know who they are
I love them
Its not their fault
But i have to do this
Things in my life have been building up lately
Abd i just hate myself too much to let myself live
So this is my note
To say goodbye to eveyone who thought i loved/liked them
so goodbye
good luck in life
i will see some of you soon
goodbye
I didnt want to leave you all
But i cant handle this anymore
My life sucks
I cant handle it
Its taking me over
The thoughts in my head
They kill me inside
But i dont want to confine it anymore
I want to release these thoughts
And let them be real
Dont forget its all your fault
Never forget that
I hate you all
There is one
And they know who they are
I love them
Its not their fault
But i have to do this
Things in my life have been building up lately
Abd i just hate myself too much to let myself live
So this is my note
To say goodbye to eveyone who thought i loved/liked them
so goodbye
good luck in life
i will see some of you soon
goodbye
Literature
Suicide
You called me up,
crying,
down the phone,
you said you'd taken some pills,
and didn't want, to die alone.
Is your life,
that messed up,
you had to take steps,
to make it stop?
I cried to you,
to call 999,
you said you couldn't listen,
to voices other than mine.
your voice sounded weak,
fighting for breath,
the silence was noticeable
as if i was deaf.
The streets of heaven,
are already full tonight,
full of souls,
souls of angels,
souls like yours,
souls of people,
whose life ended too soon.
Your death,
has brought nothing but pain,
upon this world.
Literature
Suicide
Slash my wrists
Slit my throat
Feeling the drain of blood
Feeling empty
Days long past passing before my eyes
Have no feeling now
I see nothing but black
No fire, no bright light
No nothing
Just Nothing
Nothing exists after death
Noting not you, and not me
Nothing
Than I awake
With the blade still in my hand
Untouched by my blood
I put it down and walked into the black abyss
Called life.
Literature
Suicide
When I woke up,
I expected you to be alive.
I expected the end of your letter
To say something like,
"I'm right behind you,
You moron!"
But that never happened.
When I woke up,
You were still dead.
You aren't dead to me.
You should be alive,
You should be here with me!
Where are you?
Why did you leave?
You didn't have to go!
I would've cared for you!
I would've rescued you!
There are still people who love you!
You didn't have to kill yourself!
You didn't have to die.
I can't believe you're dead.
I can't believe you're dead.
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People love you, many people love you for who you are, but they don't care. They think people like us are exaggerating everything, they think we just want attention and they don't see our scars. But when they notice the scars and start to care, it had already been too late.