No, scratch that,
I wish the ground would swallow me up;
That I could have freak accident;
That a car would hit me;
That I could finally get to sleep, and never wake up;
That I could hurt myself in any way possible;
Any wayat all to leave this horridness, this constant pain;
If only I had the confidence to do so.
I can’t do anything.
I sit here not knowing what to do with myself.
I sit in a corner, feeling empty, numb;
Staring into space for hours on end.
It’s a joke. Life’s a joke.
I don’t have to bottle to live life to the full,
But I don’t have the bottle to end it either.
So I’m just here;
Stuck in limbo.
My pillow soaked in tears;
My heart jumping out any minute;
My chest heavy;
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