Suicidal Thoughts!

As I lay awake at 3 in the morning, laying there remembering the good days. Where i didn't have to worry, the days where I didn't stress the days when the nights seemed less scary. Its 3 in the morning and these thoughts start racing through my mind. Thoughts of not being here, thoughts of running away, thoughts of ending it all so i can finally be in my happy place at least i think that how its gonna be. 3 in the morning and the voices in my head are screaming, screaming for me to end it all, to forget about the world and leave everything i have. My family, friends, my life just leave it and don't look back. Its the only way to go since your life is already off track. 3 in the morning and i cant take it anymore, 3 in the morning and i let my mind take control over my body. Its 3 in the morning and I'm standing over my lifeless body.

This poem is about: 
Me

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