[miahranaway]

Her eyes found my stretch marks before my SH marks

[miahranaway]

I want to drown in nothingness until each part of me is gone, forgotten and broken

[miahranaway]

I’ve failed AGAIN, it never tires.. I always fucking fail

[miahranaway]

I keep trying to fill me with something, anything yet I remain so fucking empty

[miahranaway]

I keep trying and it amounts to nothing

[miahranaway]

Not a day passes that I don’t crave the end so why do I stay

[miahranaway]

It’s like I’ve died already, I’m just here

[miahranaway]

A book I never finished. A character I’ll never see. A great love story, I’ll never experience. An unforgettable moment that touched my heart, I’ll never receive. Those treats at the store I’ll never buy. Those long late nights, dramas and cold breeze will go on without me partaking. Those longing eyes I dreamt I’d have for someone. My bed will never feel my warmth; my voice will be no more. I’ll be gone, never to experience the things I yearned for as a child when I still held hope.

No Miah, no more. 12 days, 12 chances and I find I’ll let each pass until it’s me I mourn.

[miahranaway]

If I live, it’d only be because I fear death—and is that truly living?

[miahranaway]

Is it better to speak or to die?

These are to be my last 12 days but I find no will to use my voice.

[miahranaway]

I keep waiting for someone to notice and they never do.. even if they did they’d never care

[miahranaway]

And I knew I’d do it because I told no one

[miahranaway]

And when the day ends, there’s always another day. Then another day. Then another day. Another day. Day.

[miahranaway]

Too much, too much, too much. And never enough. Never enough for him. For her. For me.

[miahranaway]

Tell me what’s unlovable, what’s to be detested so I can fix, edit and craft myself anew

[miahranaway]

I’m tired of living, why does it hurt to exist

[miahranaway]

Can your love fill the empty in me

I fear nothing can

I’m so tired of being disappointed

Of being disappointing