The call of suicide, it’d, rung into your ears, ingrained itself into your mind, and, it got louder by the day, especially when you’re all alone, without anybody ELSE accompanying you!

not my photo…

The call of suicide, you feel that urge to kill yourself more and more each and every day, and, you’d, looked to examine your own life, and, what do you find? Nothing, absolutely, NOTHING worth living for, and, you’d become, even MORE depressed than before…

The call of suicide, do you follow it, into that deep side of the oceans, and drown yourselves? Or, hung yourselves, onto that noose, from the beams of that house that’ll eventually, BE haunted, by the ghost of Y-O-U? Or, how ‘bout, just put that LOADED gun into your mouth, huh???

a way to “go”…

The call of suicide, it’s getting stronger by the day, but at the same time, my will to survive, that curiousness of what would happen if I stayed, and how much I’d missed out on if I’d died, was more than enough, to get rid of ALL the suicidal thoughts I’d ever had!

or, you can do this…

So, nope, you lost, S-U-I-C-I-D-E, you CAN NEVER have me, although, there had been times, you would’ve become, my very best friends, but NO more!!!

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