Read This When You Want To Give Up

 I keep listing the reasons why I can't kill myself. And each day it gets shorter. Still, I live. Liking my job, taking care of others, set goals, and actually achieved it. All while still wanna die. So I try to understand, what's exactly in my brain. What's I'm looking for. What's the drive that gets me up every morning. Why I'm in constant pain. Maybe I'm just dramatic, a little bit melancholy. I know what I want is for the pain to stop. And I need to know where the bleeding is to stop it. What and who hurts me. Or No matter what and who, when and how, I need to accept and forgive. Forgive that I can't change the past, I can't change people. Accept that I only can control myself. To tough up and not let it hurts. Maybe this is not about me. Maybe the what and the who weren't aware that they hurt me. It's like a circle. While they tried to protect themselves, they unintentionally hurt others. The fact that I wanna die since 4th grade and sti

I'm going back to the start

Come up to meet you. Tell you I'm sorry. You don't know how lovely you are. I had to find you. Tell you I need you. Tell you I set you apart. - The Scientist

And oh I never meant to cause you trouble. And oh and I never meant to do you wrong. And oh well if I ever caused you trouble. Oh no I never meant to do you harm. - Trouble

Your skin. Oh yeah your skin and bones. Turn into something beautiful. You know you know I love you so. You know I love you so. - Yellow

Oh all that I know. There's nothing here to run from. Cause here. Everybody here's got somebody to lean on. - Don't Panic

Confusion that never stops. The closing walls and the ticking clocks gonna. Come back and take you home. I could not stop, that you now know, singing. - Clocks

For some reason I can't explain. Once you go there was never. Never an honest word. - Viva La Vida

So you can hurt, hurt me bad. But still I'll raise the flag. It was a waaaterfall. A waaaterfall. - Every Teardrop is A Waterfall

In the night the stormy night she'll close her eyes. In the night the stormy night away she'd fly. and dreams of para-para-paradise. - Paradise

Playing it cold, me n u.

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