I wanna ask why me? Always me. Why do I need to suffer anymore? I suffer in silence and that is the worst kind of torture. Some people might think I'm being dramatic, because someone, somewhere always has it worse than you, right? Maybe that's true, but for me, here and now, I feel life cannot be anymore than this. So I ask again, everyday, to whoever is being forced to listen to my inner ranting. Is the big guy upstairs even listening? Answer me this. Why me? Whatever lesson you are trying to teach me now, better be a god damn good one. Why him?All I know is loss.
Take me too.
*WARNING: this story will discuss suicide, mental abuse, physical abuse, and death.Please read carefully. And enjoy 🖤
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In The Grave
RomanceBria has lived her life like any other person, it came with ups and downs. She's in her 20's now, and is feeling like she has no idea what to do. So when her best friend Mathew dies. She realizes she might be at her end. Except Mathew may not be. "I...