Untitled Part 26

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It's getting worse 

I can tell

I hate myself 


They would all hate me if they knew

But it's ok

I hate myself too


My ankles itch

My hands bleed

And my thoughts... my thoughts...


 I can't control them anymore 

I squeeze my eyes shut to try 

But it doesn't work


They all probably think I'm weird

But if they knew just how weird

They would be disgusted


I'm disgusted with myself 

I can't control my thoughts 

I can't stop scratching 

Everyone else can


It makes me feel crazy

But I guess I am 

I can't tell her

She doesn't understand 


You freak  



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