346. “I’m not afraid of suicide. I’m just afraid I won’t succeed.” – Anonymous
I’m so fucking lost
(via immortal-scars)
(via lexaprozac)
(Source: nspigelman, via mrbipolar)
(via lexaprozac)
(Source: problemsofacutter)
4:54 am
Lexotan 2mg
Etizolam 1mg
The street wriggles madly during dawn
You swallow the sleeping pills quickly
Now,
“Goodbye…”
Cannot be voiced out
5:27 am
Even Seroquel 25mg is used
You are still cutting your wrist into pieces
Now,
“Goodbye…”
Is still nowhere in sight
The undestroyable mind exists within the interstice of reality
During daybreak
The whirlpool up on the sky
seems to be appealing for something
The soul of the deceased can’t find a meaningful place to go
Because everywhere is flooded with lies
Turn on a certain switch beside eyes
Can you see the true rotting world?
Anyone passes me with
the smile that seems to be happy
What is so pleasant?
The day that keeps frivolous relation and
waits for time of an obligation to pass begins
It is going to dawn now covered with crow
What should be done to make you feel fulfilled?
Crowds moving at a fast pace
A horrifying silence
Labouring ticketing machines
High-density box
The street wriggles madly during dawn
Head for the birth-place
Creep in the dark
The world is decaying
Now,
Only “Goodbye…”
still exists
The undestroyable mind exists in imagination
During daybreak
The road within the darkness
seems to be telling something
The soul of the deceased can’t find a meaningful place to go
Because everywhere is flooded with lies
“Don’t wanna leave, don’t wanna disappear”
It’s always like this…
When you’ve found something important
It’s likely that the thing is already gone
“Don’t wanna leave, don’t wanna lose”
No matter how you pray
no matter how you wish
you won’t be rescued