Me.

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[deadbyinsidee]

[madison--ava--jones]

[pokec0re]

[poetadellaserra]

[depressedlover2000]

[shuaaflower]

I wish I could delete the mistakes I made…no I wish I could delete myself. It’s easier I guess.

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[metaphor-for-the-dead]

No one does! 😊

[i-will-recover-tomorrow]

[devouringdespair]

[help-here-for-depressed-peers]

[jupiters-saddest-alien]

physically, or emotionally.. I don’t want to be needed..

My back is in constant agony, from carrying others and their burdens on top of the piece of earth I stand on.

And yet, it’s never enough…

I spend my endless days and empty nights trying to keep myself together, trying to keep myself alive, for reasons I still don’t see…and never will.

And then the people around me unload their own burdens onto me, like I’m completely fine and available for their own disposal…

So I am forced to into the near impossible task of comforting them, when I’m uncomfortable.

Healing them when I am in pieces.

Wiping their tears away when mine are soaked into my sleeves.

Telling them it’ll be okay, when I don’t believe it myself.

Telling them to live, when all I want is to die..

And in the end.. I never succeed, my words are worthless, they don’t have the power to heal, and Everything I say never does a thing..

So I’m left here, breaking down myself, because my words are worthless , my efforts are pointless, my back isn’t strong enough, and Nothing ever changes.

And i can’t wait for the day I can finally die..

I can’t wait for no one to ever need me ever again..

[pat-is-sad]