Tw:: hints suicide depression and self harm. If uncomfy skip
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Here we go again.
Back down that same old path.
The path you said you'd never go down, The one that puts you through complete hell.
The one that makes you feel like your dead.
The path that makes you go down, down, down. The path that throws something new everytime you add a scar to your body.
The path that makes you question your reality from fiction.
The path that makes you want to scream.
The one that makes you think it helps but it doesn't.
This particular path brings you pain until the end of the tunnel.
The path ends when you draw your last breath.
It ends whenever someone reaches for you and tells you there here. This path is the one that takes so many lives as I sit here and wander:: 'Is mine next?'
I've always feared death but I dont anymore.
Why? You may ask,
It makes me feel as though i cant breath or no one hears me.
The scars that I left reminds me every day that I cant be happy or I can't find peace because no one will care.
So here I am I think I see the light at the end of the tunnel but no, it was just a light reminding me I have to keep going.
YOU ARE READING
Stories i wrote for school or something random
AcakBasically what the title says. I have to write so many papers and storys for school so here we are !!
