I will be a number. maybe soon.

I for once

Don’t think I am

I think I’ve exhausted all my options honestly
I’ve done all I could

But finally… I honestly think I don’t have a future. You know

I talked to you many times
And many times you reached me how to react and you behave

But this time…
Yeah

I admit it…

I don’t want to live more

I mean it

It’s a fight I’m not winning

And there’s nobody to help me.

There is no one in the past and no one in the future.

I don’t…… have any worth

And I’m a coward… because I didn’t want to admit it…

But I’ll do it now.. I can’t keep going.

I reached the point of no return.

I reached the bottomless of my loneliness
The pit of my worthless.

Look everywhere else. They can smile happily. I can’t. I can’t even tell anyone that I can’t smile.

The truth is that I’m an extra in this world…

And so what gives if I can’t give myself the benefit of a deep slumber to soothe my pain.

I thought I was strong or delirious enough to think I’m immune to suicide.
But I’m not…

I’m like all those people who had their reasons. And I didn’t had them earlier… but I found mine.