i'm hurt. who cares? i'm so depressed i want to start cutting again, but who cares? tell me. who? that's right. no one. i get hurt all the time. no one sees or understands that some of their actions hurt me. but why in the hell would they care? i'm a nobody. i'm just a useless waste of space. all i got is myself. i don't need anyone. people just let me down. i want to die. i want to disappear, but who cares? absolutely no one. they just ignore me. they don't care at all. i was actually stupid enough to believe them. i hate myself for that. i should've learned my lesson by now, but apparently i haven't. i feel so numb. i can't do this. i want to feel something, but i don't. i don't want to feel numb, but all i feel is pain anyway. but why would anyone care anyway? i'm just had enough. i'm done... i want to bleed so bad. yes it hurts like hell, but i'll feel something. they all tell me not to. but why do they care? i feel the weight of the world on my shoulders. i need to do something. i want to feel something.
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What It's Like In My Mind
Short StoryA collection of poems/stories I wrote of what it's like in my mind. It may not be for everyone, it includes mentions of suicide, swearing, and mentions of my trauma.
