Venting General threats for my venting

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I am struggling to talk to people .... they ignored me like I am nothing..... they didn't care about what I think ...... fuck to this life bro why the fuck people do like this..... I help them ..... comfort them when they are weak . ....... ahh ahhh I want to live bro but life is kill me slowly from inside wtf ..... why .... I try many time to suicide but failed.... why .... someone shot me in the heart pls ..... burn me. ... cut me in peice ...... why I am life ....... what was the meaning of life someone tell tf why we all are living why ..... today I help too people they ignore me like I am nothing like fuck I give my time to help you fool atleast you can reply to bro..... fuck I am not here to help people.... I think my whole live I help people and they back stab me friends and family..... ya ya fuck .....
Why the fuck we are here in this word really.... you fuck everything.... helll try to not maybe i am getting panic attack again seeing people die ......... without some recl reasons maybe i am not seeing there suffering ya it's hard to see people die without giving a chance to life ..... bro life is a person it's probably gang banged everyday by millions of sad people.....
Day .... to fuck die go fuck I didn't care my mind is cooked bro at least I want to live but to recover I am not see death wining and laugh at me ... . No the fuck I want to win and die with a proud ..... not in a lake or drink SN and injecting 10 type of drugs in body fuck....... I try to suicide everything come in mind bitch go fuck ..... son of a bitch
Someone shot me
Someone shot me

 

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For broken one's: Breaking the Walls

Those walls once held my cries,
Echoing the storms within my chest,
Brick by brick, they trapped my skies,
Chaining my soul, denying me rest.

But today, I raise my hands to the light,
And with each heartbeat, I strike the stone,
For I am no prisoner of the night,
I am the fire that stands alone.

The past tried to bury me in shadow,
Its whispers told me, "You'll never heal."
But I have carved my way through sorrow,
And found the courage my wounds conceal.

Let heaven speak through every breath,
Let hope roar louder than my fears,
For I will live, not fear my death,
And turn my scars to swords through years.

So walls, you cannot hold me anymore—
I've found my wings, I've learned to soar.
This is my dawn, my brand-new flame,
I rise reborn, and I reclaim my name.