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Experienced
- Nov 18, 2020
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As a result of the horrific legacy of 9/11 and a lack of friends, I developed depression by age 11.
As a consequence of America's ongoing wars on the Middle East and the tragic 'clash of civilizations', I am now suicidal.
However, unless I go to Pakistan & shoot my head off or get US citizenship, I have no surefire way of committing suicide.
There is a lot of unprocessed trauma- even in America- because of 9/11 and the wars in the Middle East.
I've always had a strong idea of the tragic sense of life. That life is ultimately difficult and fleeting. That certain differences are unbridgeable. That death is quiet and kind.
Although, I have made friends now, I almost think it is too late to be saved. As if suicide is my only way out. Nihilism is inviting.
Here's a poem about how I feel
Dawn comes and I am circling the void,
Silence is soft and nurturing,
It fills the emptiness in my soul,
A balm for searching eyes,
Waiting for the cataclysm,
To open up yet unseen vistas,
The distance to eternity,
Traversed in a heartbeat.
As a consequence of America's ongoing wars on the Middle East and the tragic 'clash of civilizations', I am now suicidal.
However, unless I go to Pakistan & shoot my head off or get US citizenship, I have no surefire way of committing suicide.
There is a lot of unprocessed trauma- even in America- because of 9/11 and the wars in the Middle East.
I've always had a strong idea of the tragic sense of life. That life is ultimately difficult and fleeting. That certain differences are unbridgeable. That death is quiet and kind.
Although, I have made friends now, I almost think it is too late to be saved. As if suicide is my only way out. Nihilism is inviting.
Here's a poem about how I feel
Dawn comes and I am circling the void,
Silence is soft and nurturing,
It fills the emptiness in my soul,
A balm for searching eyes,
Waiting for the cataclysm,
To open up yet unseen vistas,
The distance to eternity,
Traversed in a heartbeat.
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