i’m tired. but not just “didn’t sleep” tired. soul tired. bone tired. like my body keeps going but nothing inside knows why.

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i’m tired. but not just “didn’t sleep” tired. soul tired. bone tired. like my body keeps going but nothing inside knows why.
I've never been good at letting things go
every time i get close to someone i feel like a stray dog trying to live in a house. like i don’t know where to put my body or how loud i’m allowed to be.
Juansen Dizon, i am the architect of my own destruction
— Melissa Cox
These emotions rip me apart
Piece by piece
Until there's nothing left but the dust of dead feelings
I feel like ive overstayed my welcome here on earth
I never really thought about my future. All I could think was „let’s try it to make it through another day“. And honestly I never thought I would get this far. Now I’m here with no plan and all I want is to get healed from this pain this world is giving me. I want to be myself but I can‘t find it anymore. I‘m so lost in depressed thoughts and darkness I don‘t even know who I am. I‘m losing my passion. What does even bring me joy anymore? Crying brings me nowhere and just shows me how fucked up I am. I wish I wasn‘t like this.
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It's not that I want to kill myself. No. Just if something killed me, I wouldn't be sad anymore.
Tired.
These emotions rip me apart
Piece by piece
Until there's nothing left but the dust of dead feelings
I care too much, I think too much, I feel to much. Everything I do, I do too much. Yet, somehow I’m never enough.
It’s one of these days again. The kind of day where all you can do is lay down and let your thoughts take over. The kind where you can feel this unbearable sadness crushing your lungs. The kind where you want to scream and burst into tears but you just can’t bring up the energy to. The kind that makes you realize that nothing is okay and you don’t know if it will ever be. The kind of day that makes me terrified to keep living.
"I've been good for a while now and I started thinking I might be better now but then eventually the waves came through and I'm drowning in my thoughts again."
— I'm starting to think it will never get better