Life Gets Better
She hears the harsh words echo in her head all day long
New insults added as she sits in school alone
She's got no one to talk to and the kids push her around
Her tears begin to fall silently crashing to the ground
Her misery apparent, is still going ignored by everyone that sees her face
Her scars from her home-life remind her of the pain she always feels
And her father committed suicide when she was very young
"God, why did you take my dad away?
He was the only one in my life that didn't cause me pain.
Every night I cry myself to sleep and wish and pray
Father, why'd you have to go, why couldn't it have been me?
This life is miserable, it isn't worth living.
My attempts at suicide were interrupted and incomplete.
Why'd you take my father but you didn't take me?"
It gets better, once you move out on your own
The kids will grow up and they'll leave you alone
You'll find a reason that's worth living for
Just remember that you're not alone
So many people suffer from similar issues and they know
They know just how you feel
And we'll love and accept you any time you need our help
Please don't kill yourself, we love you more than you could know
I've written about suicide in one form or another before. There have been times I've thought about it, but never times I've seriously considered. I'm lucky to have a healthy mindset. I've watched people fall into depression, I've been depressed, I've been bullied, and I've even been dumb enough to bully other kids because of it. I was miserable and being bullied, and to try to fit in, I'd be just as viscous as other kids were. I wish I hadn't been, because I knew exactly how it felt, but at the same time did it (not very often, but even ONCE is TOO MUCH.) Words can hurt like hell. I was lucky enough to have a family that was willing to help. My mother tried her hardest to help me through it, she tried to get the school involved, but they gave up on me and practically forced me to quit school. My teens were unfortunate years for me, but so many people have had it and do have it worse. It hurts me to see these kids in pain. I want nothing but to help them and make them smile, nothing would make me happier. Sometimes I cry thinking about how miserable I was, and how miserable they probably are. Depression is an issue very near to me, in turn making suicide something that is also very near to me. If you're being bullied, I want you to know that even if you don't think anybody cares, SOMEBODY, SOMEWHERE cares about you. I care about you. Please, don't do anything drastic. Life may seem tough now, but killing yourself is never worth it. Get help, for your sake. Life is worth it. IT GETS BETTER <3
Sorry if this was all written horribly, it's 4:42 AM and I'm running on absolutely no sleep. It's the message that matters, please forgive anything that doesn't make sense. Forgive my grammar and spelling errors. Again, I'm tired.