Thinking about death
It’s raining out, It’s dark and I’m sitting here listening to the rain. I don’t see the reason to carry on with any of it.
I wish I was dead. My life ended a long time ago.
I’m only afraid of hurting my family and my friend. The guilt of my death hurting them, is why I don’t buy a gun and pull the trigger.
I wish I was dead. My life ended a long time ago.
I’m only afraid of hurting my family and my friend. The guilt of my death hurting them, is why I don’t buy a gun and pull the trigger.