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Sometimes I feel like I'm weighed down by a brick - drowning deeper into the pool of my emotions - trying to fill my lungs with the power to scream out for help, hoping someone will hear me - but the blood of my emotions seeps in, drowning me deeper.

thiz iz wut happened when my ex broke up w/ me that 1 saturday nite...

my mother sat me down 2 have a talk n tell me 2 stop talkin 2 her w/ an attitude...n it wuz a huge,terrible convo...i hate that bitch

i wanna die...in case u havent noticed...

There was a time in my life when I was at my lowest.I didn't see any light at the end of my tunnel.Somehow I got over that.I am thankful each day because I don't want to ever go through depression like that again.

thiz iz wut happenz when u give guyz ur heart....

pplz tell me not 2 kill myself...cuz they want 2 watch me suffer until the day they die....

I wrote this poem 2 weeks before I got Saved. I was contemplating suicide, and was very serious about ending my life. This poem was the one that chokes me up the most...because I still remember the pain I was in when I wrote it. The tears that fell onto the original paper as I wrote it. God was the last thing on my mind at that time...who would have guessed that in just 2 weeks after writing this suicidal poem, I turned to Christ and within an INSTANT, I felt the most GENUINE joy I'd ever felt in my life! MY LIFE!!!!!!!! Thank you JESUS!!!