Slump

What do you do when the person you trust would be the one who brings you down?

What do you do when all the bad decisions you've made in life, did not turn out to be the last one?

I am tired.

I am.

The recession.

The withdrawal.

The hate.

The love.

The wrong decisions.

I am tired.

It seems like there's no other way out but death.

This is a cry for help, this is a cry for help.

I am tired.

I am human.

I make more mistakes than you do on a daily basis.

I regret my existence more than you do on a daily basis.

I am tired.

I am so tired of living in this world that has not done me any good.

I am so tired of living the life I wanted in order to destroy it on my own.

I am tired.

These spilled ink are a cry for help.

I am tired.

Help me.

I am tired.

I want to end my life.

I am tired.

Of all these bad decisions.

I am tired.

Help me.

I am tired.

These cigarettes can't burn my past.

I am tired.

Alcohol cannot drown my mistakes.

I am tired.

I no longer am happy.

I am sorry.

But I am tired of living.