Living Everyday

There was a time I loved myself
and death was far from mind.
Then I saw the world
and suicide idiation because a pass time.
At some point I crossed a line
and thoughts of suicide became a solution.
I became full, but not inside
and became of the homicidal kind.
Now I've passed even that, to the worst.
A hate and self-loathing so deep and great,
I force myself to live, everyday.

Reviews

[Troy Henson]

Wow!
A trutheful depiction of feelings. Although life seems so hard and lost and the sense of self destruction seems the only way forward......all I can say form my experience is....keep writing and get it out! Lifes not easy but it is worth living. I know this now. Drop me a line and lets chat:)