The bench underneath the lamp on the footpath
as I See from my room window in cold night...
I think this site has saved my life
and given me so much insight...
To be able to talk to a listening ear,
about my loneliness...
Beautifully thin
Or skeleton poking through...
Food my enemy,
Another form of control...
I sit here, laying in bed,
with crazy thoughts in my head...
"You're just a teen"
"I know better"...
I'm tired of everything. I'm tired of life.
I don't want pills...
I dream about dying,
lying six feet in the ground...
When It's me myself and I.
Sometimes I cry...
Pull the trigger
Bring the hammer down...
Why would you think
of a mindless creature like me...