#suicidal tendencies
I want to leave this fucked up world on my own fuck terms. I didn’t have a choice to be born or not in this world so I should at least be able to decide when I want to fucken leave it
-Night
I’m tired of this I’m not fooling nobody I don’t want to keep fighting to stay alive I just keep losing it more each day that passes. I’m tired of pretending everything is okay when it’s not
I’m not okay and honestly don’t know if I will ever be okay I try my best to be but this mental illness doesn’t let me
-Night
depression
Suicidal Tendencies self titled album (1983)
Nobody cares,
My fate is irrelevant to all,
Nobody will miss me when I am gone,
So what is the point?
Nobody likes me,
Everyone wants me gone,
Nobody wants for me to stay,
I see no point.
My mind wins,
I no longer care,
No one wants me,
I see it as a favour to them.
I bleed out,
My body weak,
My heart not beating,
I am gone.
Only now have I realised people care,
People sob over my death,
Begging it to all be a dream,
Only I will never return.
I killed myself in the thought no one cared,
But people did,
The only one who didn’t care was me.
Now I am gone nothing will be the same.
It creeps in,
Skewing my perspective of the world,
The vision is tainted black,
The world dark and hollow.
My world shrinks,
I can see nothing,
Nothing but the endless expanse of black,
I never see the light only the dark.
Never to see colour again,
My hope has diminished,
In a world so light I have no choice,
The only way is to leave the black.
I face my fate,
I kick the chair away,
Finally the black is gone,
Replaced with an endless expanse of blinding white nothingness.
Pushed aside like a broken egg,
Although my shell isn’t broken,
My yolk has collapsed,
The part of me people like has fallen apart,
Casting me an outsider,
I no longer fit in to your wants,
My broken insides leave me isolated,
I am unwanted.
Ripped apart like a piece of trash,
Torn up and thrown away,
No one cares,
No one sees the pain,
Crumpled and torn I rest with no one there,
I am unwanted.
Stepped on like a cigarette,
I am used and abused,
I hurt the people who are around me,
They try to get rid of me,
But they never stop using me,
Short term I am good but no one wants me to stay,
I am unwanted.
In the past I believed I had a purpose,
But now I am nothing,
I am a waste of space,
After all,
I am unwanted.
No one sees the pain I am in,
All I ever wanted was to fit in,
But now the unwanted go to rest,
I swallow a handful of pills,
Never to see the light again,
I rest forgotten,
I remain unwanted.