I cant do this alone

I am just a stranger losing my way..............Life seems intent on keeping me isolated tonight ...................I am hurting and i dont know how to escape this darkness is choking me tonight...................i dont want to hurt anybody but it is so so strong right now ..............I am fighting otherwise i would not be writing right now but I dont think i can go do this tonight..................

I’m so fucking desperate, I can almost reach it
Its so close I can stretch my arm out and feel it
I can smell it I can breathe it, but y cant I reach it?

I want to take action, I want to go crazy, but every time I move I crunch up
All I can feel is a small sensation going down my back, just telling me to stop and hold back.

I try to go further but I cant feel a thing, I put all my strength but I feel weak.
Why cant I just take it? What is wrong why cant I do it… the trigger is so close I want to pull it.

(please don't use this poem as your work, thank you)

just sleep, eating a bunch of chocolate chip pancakes in the morning and if you don't feel better you're already dead inside

Nice poem fag

Do you bleed black and cry during classes?
Go listen to some more MCR

>>2
Interesting use of imagery. You express your internal struggle very vividly.

So we each did a shot, and all of my friends immediately went out back and laid in the grass and threw up and rolled around in their throwup all night. I finished the bottle with Jewls and we talked about shit for a few hours. Then blake decided to take this opportunity to tell his mom he was bisexual. She freaked out and cried and he went out back to continue rolling in his own vomit. Me and the guy stared at each other for a while wondering whether we should leave. It was totally akward but we decided to stay, comforted his mom and whatnot, and now we hold this story over their heads whenever we need something.

tl;dr

5+2=samefag

>>8
Oh ho ho ho!

The next thing that happened was the bone splintered.