Rogue_Gendarme
Ten Thousand Years
- Apr 22, 2024
- 85
wisdom for the ages: there really is no way to convince or let witness everyone else who isn't you of the suffering you endure and the misery you suffer through that is ultimately the reason for your suicide. it's not irrational, since it is a logical step to disconvince someone of an attempt — out of love, or out of reason.
but the thing is that they won't ever, ever scratch beneath the layers of your skin to reveal the pure but black, boundless ocean of your soul corrupted by misery. they will never understand that suicide is your only escape, your only ticket out of this miserable home we call earth.
if you plan on telling your friends of your story and the reasons behind why you'd ultimately like to take your life, remember to keep up a facade at the end. tell them that the date of your suicide is not near — tell them that they've still got time to disconvince you. be prepared for all that bullshit about how life is worth living, even thought you're the only enlightened soul who knows it's not.
be ready, be strong, be brave. bracing the kiss of the noose is not an easy thing. bracing the kiss of the glass with the nitrite solution is a difficult thing. bracing yourself through severing your own mortality is not an easy thing and is difficult also.
nothing comes easy. but you're a fighter, you are. we're all welled up here in the deepest part of the internet where sorrow marks every thread, every post, every comment, and every face behind that username and mask of a profile. we're all in this together, but we're so far apart — so distant. but in this, we find solace. every one of us who wishes to catch the bus will inevitably find another person here who wants to do the same with the same ticket in hand.
and i think, that's the most comfortable thing ever.
but the thing is that they won't ever, ever scratch beneath the layers of your skin to reveal the pure but black, boundless ocean of your soul corrupted by misery. they will never understand that suicide is your only escape, your only ticket out of this miserable home we call earth.
if you plan on telling your friends of your story and the reasons behind why you'd ultimately like to take your life, remember to keep up a facade at the end. tell them that the date of your suicide is not near — tell them that they've still got time to disconvince you. be prepared for all that bullshit about how life is worth living, even thought you're the only enlightened soul who knows it's not.
be ready, be strong, be brave. bracing the kiss of the noose is not an easy thing. bracing the kiss of the glass with the nitrite solution is a difficult thing. bracing yourself through severing your own mortality is not an easy thing and is difficult also.
nothing comes easy. but you're a fighter, you are. we're all welled up here in the deepest part of the internet where sorrow marks every thread, every post, every comment, and every face behind that username and mask of a profile. we're all in this together, but we're so far apart — so distant. but in this, we find solace. every one of us who wishes to catch the bus will inevitably find another person here who wants to do the same with the same ticket in hand.
and i think, that's the most comfortable thing ever.
