Life and pain

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You know those days of pouring rain that seem so cliché it's unreal but you love anyway? Yea it's one of those days. Your having guy trouble and your just trying to escape through your music. Same. Well enough about me let's hear about you. That's how it goes. No one wants to hear about me. I'm just here to make you feel good about yourself. I'm that person at school nobody really knows but is always there for them. Yea I'm the one. Love you all to.
Dear agony,
That's how it starts. A simple opening to a new, sunny, bright day!! Oh the joy! Ah yes the sarcasm. Why? Because I can. You can't control me. I'm my own. I'm just here.
A nobody.
I feel all the pain but just push it away. If I tell myself it doesn't hurt enough times I'll actually believe it. Finish running a mile in a little over 6 min your dying right? Yea but I'm totally fine. No need to worry about me. I'm iron. I'm diamond. Unbreakable. Unbendable. The forgotten. The cast away. Sure that sign says tell a trusted adult. Who do they think we are? Idiots? No such thing as a trusted adult. I ought to be going to bed now. But this key pad beckons me. To end my life is to much. I can't do it. I just will that one person out there to hurry up and end it for me. But then I think if everyone I'll leave behind. And then I dot want to die. I want to stay and grow up and live my life and graduate and get married and all that other crap we looked forward to as kids. It's a lie. A giant fucking lie. Keep hoping. Keep living. My dearest readers. Stay true to yourself at heart. Don't boast. Be polite. Have manners. Make them feel loved. Make them feel wanted. Do the impossible. They all have high expectations for you and you try to please but never can. This isn't my sob story. If this is you then I'm sorry. But why should I tell you that? When did a sorry ever fix anything.
Your looking through the glass
At what once used to be your dream. Maybe it still is. To bad the world isn't a wish granting factory.
Forever feels like home. Sitting all alone.
All
Alone.


alone.

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