a minds thought of suicide

my depiction on how i think on the topic of suicide.

A minds thought of suicide

  you are no longer who you used to be when the thought of suicide creeps on you as if it was in the back of your head the whole time

 life only always revolves around one main objective, to live but how can you be expected to live when your thoughts flood with 1000 different ways to die you begin to believe all is a lie nothing is right your falling drowning in a sea of words and thoughts. this world is not right for me im just a body with a heartbeat. living is not living when your thinking of dying. but if this were true i would not be here ive so dearly lost my appetite to live im now only surviving because everything unravels like a glove that has caught a million base balls. your world is not as beautiful as mine my world consist of pain within the soul of a torn vessel my thoughts on suicide are not over nor will they ever be as i said im just a body with a heartbeat. 

Reviews

[the poet]

i am aware of my grammar excuse it please just focus on the thought

[Kirasoul]

A mess of words that would be grammar-wise incorrect, but in your case it portraits the flood of depression that the writer is experiencing at the moment. As a brother-in-arms survivor of the suicidal drown, I suggest you find an output for your emotions (mine was writing endlessly)
-L

"Everything will eventually pass, and tomorrow, the sun will shine warm on you again."
-S