One the days where I don’t want to be alive my negative thought thrive grabbing my sense of worth and drowning it under a sea of despair .

See in this world only a few care , it isn’t fair that I still have to breath this toxic air that welcomes grief as a friend it’s not a mate you can depend on it will cause your whole world to bend .

Don’t let them lend a hand because if you reach a point where you’re struggling to stand they will stare in shame until you’re convinced you can claim the blame .

Another referral was made they still get paid yet I’m still begging for change for somone to listen to help .

But no one stayed for too long they got bored of the broken song that replayed a suicidal note of a few words I wrote .

I’m broken come on you must of seen the signs it was written in bold but no one saw those lines or maybe they did but they just wanted a few quid .

Oh wait let me go take a rain check .

Is that really all I’m worth , a paycheck ?

Don’t tell me to stay calm cause I’m causing my self harm can’t you hear the alarm in my voice so now your willing to make a choice ?

** Please just stop , drop the knife it not worth ending your life ! **