How many of you have ever wished you could just die in your sleep? How many of you wish you didn't have to breathe another breath? How many of you have been hurt so much that it actually handicaps you from interacting with people? How many of you think you would be best off on the otherside? How many of you have sat and prayed your life would be taken? How many of you have damned everything for your even being born?
........I used to happy about life, but after reading all of your posts. I have to admit to having thoughs thoughts.......
Me personally I hate the constantly feeling like there is oceans and many miles between me and the person standing right in front of me.
Yet Another: How many of you feel like anytime something good comes into your life ie: love, friends, anything good. You feel it is ripped away from you like a child from its mother by some unknown force?
My Last: How many of you know that true happiness does not exist, but you want to believe, only to get shot down once again?
..............would like to answer the questions but that many fat little flashing kids is freaking me out.....
Have you ever tought that all what seems so close Actualy is so far away And all the people turns into shit Whenever you need a friend
How many of you have ever wished you could just die in your sleep?YEs,I have! that would be the best way to go for me anyways How many of you wish you didn't have to breathe another breath? but I don't want to sufficate How many of you have been hurt so much that it actually handicaps you from interacting with people? YEp:& How many of you think you would be best off on the otherside?I don't know if I believe there's an otherside How many of you have sat and prayed your life would be taken?"Razors pain you, rivers are damned, acid stains you, drugs cause cramps, guns aren't lawful, noose's give, gas smells awful, you might as well live..." How many of you have damned everything for your even being born?YEp,I used to but I can't change the past.If I could I would make it so I was never born
Back when I was heavily into drugs I remember lookin' in the mirror one day and not even recogonizing myself. It was almost like I didn't see who was starin' back at me. Then I went to rehab.
Dreamweaver, I totally dig you here. It's the oddest thing ever especially about not recognizing yourself in the mirror. My thoughts are your thoughts on this one buddy.
How many of you have ever wished you could just die in your sleep? I have wished that many of times when I was a teenager. How many of you wish you didn't have to breathe another breath? I trired holdin' my breath but I couldn't breathe so it didn't work. How many of you have been hurt so much that it actually handicaps you from interacting with people? Yes and when that happens I go back to therapy How many of you think you would be best off on the otherside? I know I can make my "Heaven on Earth" right here, right now, till my days have ended. Then I believe I will be goin' to a better place. How many of you have sat and prayed your life would be taken?Yes, and when I opened up my mouth and spoke I realized I wasn't alone. How many of you have damned everything for your even being born? I believe now I am here for a reason. __________________
I'm sure everyone would like for me to submit my answers as well. How many of you have ever wished you could just die in your sleep? Every day. How many of you wish you didn't have to breathe another breath? After every breathe I take. How many of you have been hurt so much that it actually handicaps you from interacting with people? More than I would like to share. How many of you think you would be best off on the otherside? I am not sure there is a place best for me. How many of you have sat and prayed your life would be taken? Praying has gotten me nothing in this life. How many of you have damned everything for your even being born? I have from the day I realized how fake everything is. How many of you look in the mirror and see a complete fucking stranger? We are all strangers to ourselves, because we know not real life but that what we create in our minds. How many of you feel like anytime something good comes into your life ie: love, friends, anything good. You feel it is ripped away from you like a child from its mother by some unknown force? I feel this stronger than have a ton of stone dropped on my head. How many of you know that true happiness does not exist, but you want to believe, only to get shot down once again? I know it doesn't, we go on in our everday lives pretending it does, and pretending we're searching for it, but in actual reality most don't know it really does not exist, only to come to the sad realization that it doesn't. Just to sit and wonder why? Is there even anyone up there looking out for us? Lets examin this since I mentioned it, yea even though we all don't believe in god we have some faith in something being there to watch over us, but what is really the point? God, buddah, whatever you belief, it boils down to one thing. Something good happens its his will, something bad? WEll then he moves in mysterious way. There really is not point to life, just never ending torture, your born dieing, and you must struggle your entire life fighting, to feed, to live, to love, to not be lonely. Lonely is a strange word isn't it? We all hate it, but never really sit to think, yes it does feel better to have someone to "love" you, to care, it gives you that piece of mind, but again in sad reality we are all alone. Alot of people have made remarks to some of my serious posts, saying I seem like someone who actually has something to say. I shared, this is a portion of the real me. Yes I do say alot of off the wall things, and pick, its all in good fun, simply for the fact I know somewhere it's going to put a smile on someone faces, the picking may put a frown on one person face, but they know once they leave that thread and visit another they will see something else I have said and be smiling again. Yes the posts I make about never being happy are true, I am rarely happy, no I do not want anyone to feel sorry for me, I do not feel sorry for myself. I feel sorry for the ones who think they are fighting their ass off for a cause that does not exist. Some have made the statement poor me, I say poor us.