Gotta go now.
The date does not matter.
Each day I cling on I hurt more -others and me.
I’m too broken to fix and I don’t feel like a person any longer.
(I’m not sure I ever felt like a person actually).
I didn’t mean to be selfish.
I did try.
It wasn’t all for attention.
You don’t recover from the new garbage I found buried in the darkness of my head.
Some say you learn to live with it.
Not with the knowledge of what I now know.
It’s too much.
If it means eternity in hell? I didn’t want that... I just can’t keep adding extra horror to the world by existing and unlocking more horrors hidden within.
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