Emotions of the Emotionally Unstable

I Hear It's Easy...

I hear it's easy yo swallow too many pills.

I hear it's easy to pull the blade along my veins, until all my regret is drained onto the floor.

I hear it's easy to jump from the ledge.

I hear it's easy to squeeze the trigger while the muzzle rests against my head.

I hear it's easy to take my own life.

But what you don't hear is the sound of me silently being pushed to these "easy" tasks. 

You don't hear my silent cries for help at night. 

What you don't fucking hear is the constant battle going on in my head when every voice calls for me to be dead...but hey...i hear it's easy...