im so close
I don't even know what I'm doing anymore. I don't get the way of what I'm doing anymore, nothing I do is even practically real. I just everything is imaginary. I barely exist in the real world genuinely, what would happen if I were to kill myself, the worst part would be that people were to cry, people would cry for a month. And then they would move on and the world better place without me, one action. And then I'd be done, I'd finally get to sleep. I don't want to do this anymore.I sound pathetic what am i doing nothing even like feels good anymore.It doesn't matter what I'm doing.It doesn't matter if I'm laughing or crying.Nothing feels good.I just want to disappear.I don't want to kill myself.I wish I was never born.I wish nobody had to have known me. And what makes me really angry is when people tell me to just talk to someone about it or to use a coping skill.F*** y** when something is eating me from the inside you want me to talk about it What is there to talk about i cant talk about it i don't want anyone else to know. Even if they knew what would they do. There is nothing you can do and nothing you could say to stop this feeling. I've had this feeling for almost as long as I can think. Its a feeling that eats all other feelings yet at the same time isn't even there. Its everything but it's not even real. And it hurts. God it hurts. My chest my eyes my ears everything. It hurts. Why is it so wrong for me to want to stop this feeling. And don't even get me fucking started on things like meds if I need some tiny fucking pill to make me have a single urge to live, to no longer want to rip out my stomach and shred my skin then there is no point in living. If I can not live on my own then I was never ment to in the first place. Just let nature take its course and let me die. I want to scream i want to cut and i want to die but I cant because I don't want anyone to hear me. I don't want anyone to see be bleed. I don't want anyone to know i was here. I just don't wish to exist. I am so sick of wrists and thighs im sick arm warmers in summer I want to be free. I want my arms back. my shoulders. my legs. Please.










