Hopeless Writing

art should disturb the comfortable & comfort the disturbed -cesar cruz

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Hi yes I wish I was dead

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Some people that you try to talk to are like a brick wall. Every time you want to speak your mind, you only hear your own echo back.

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I am not a good person

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I need somebody because I have no one

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The good days are the bad ones

They give me hope

Maybe it’ll be different

Maybe I’m fixed

But then I return to baseline;

I will always return to baseline

The good days are actually the bad ones

On the good days, I am unfocused

On the good days, I am constantly and silently thinking:

I will always return to baseline

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No one ever believes me when I tell them how bad it is. Maybe once I kill myself they’ll believe me.

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I hate when things are out of my control

They’re always out of my control

I wish I had Control

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I’m giving everything I have and it’s still not enough

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When will the pain leave?

And why won’t it take me with it?

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LIFE’S NOT FUCKING FAIR

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What’s the point if the pain comes back every time I open my eyes?

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Ah

The glamour of suicide

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How easy is it to end it all?

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I hate that I love my parents

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I’m jealous and I hate you because you have what I deserved

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I’m so tired and I wish the pain would stop.

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She lied.

She was never clean.