First Rule Of Fight Club Is Please Do Not Yell At Me

I don't need someone to talk to. I need someone to kill me.

Cvts myself

Decided im done and bored

Why's this hurt im annoyed now

How do I stop existing without kms

i thought i was at my lowest but holy shit it gets lower

forced to say “it’s okay!” Instead of throwing a fucking chair at their head

kinda tired fighting for a life i don’t even want

Kill meeee i cant do this shitttt its all to much

Just a poem I wrote..

So let the winds carry my body,

To brighter places, where you might be,

Lift me up above the clouds

I’ll search all of Tennessee

I wish I didn’t have to unlove,

But know, in dreams, you’re still my dove

A love that never quite got to run

We walked, we crawled, and laid to rest under the sun

I wish I didn’t have to unlove

A bottomless black hole I see

Where nothing lives, and sadness feeds

A soul rotting into the other

Decomposing in the depths of eternity

In the vast darkness that entangles me

I’ll always remember you in the fall

That’s where it first began

I wish I didn’t have to unlove you at all.

They say go to therapy

It'll help

Then why dose every therapy session end in me wanting to kill myself more