Content warning: depressive thoughts and shit
I want to jump out of a window and feel the pain of breaking a bone, and when my head hits the ground for my lights to go out. I want to stab my chest with the shattered glass and scream the pain away. I want to curl up into a ball and disappear.
How can someone like me belong here? I feel like I’m hurting and disappointing the people I’m around. I’m wasting time and space and never manage to find peace in my mind.
Words feel so utterly pointless now.
All I need is for it to stop.
It’s such a silly game, day in, day out.
Lies have taken over but that doesn’t make them any less real.