living with a killer inside my head

Why can’t I find someone who will understand me?

Yes I am a boy and I cry myself to sleep

The voices in my head are getting louder

All I hear is kill yourself.

Use a gun or a knife let’s turn this into a scene that is not pretty

I am living with a serial killer in my head

I find myself in thoughts of death as I wonder if it will stop the pain

What pain?

The pain of abandonment

The pain of a broken heart at a time like this

The pain of going thru life minding your own business but still life won’t leave you alone

Why put me here if all I do is suffer

Things go from bad to worse

I don’t think I will make it

I lost hope

I lost myself

All I found was pain, anger and disappointment

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