I feel myself sinking into the abyss that is my mind, and unfortunately my heart. When is this going to end? When can I finally just die? But those questions always remain unanswered. I pushed my headphones deeper into my ears, hoping that it would block out the thoughts, but as I expected it didn't; the depressing songs just made things worse. Throwing my head back against the wall, I hold back a sob; the littlest things are making me sad. Why am I so pathetic? So useless?
Earlier I listened to my mum sleep and the thoughts of her dying in her sleep started to make me anxious. Pulling my phone from under my pillow, the time reads 23:08 19/10/2022. I can't sleep.
I decided to go downstairs, I haven't been out of my room in over a week, well if you don't count the shower. Throwing a hoodie on over my binder, I step out of my room and head down my stairs. Tomorrow is a school day, plus I have a stream to do after, so I do have to try to get some sleep.
getting some cereal out of the cupboard, I pour a little amount into a bowl, I haven't eaten in over a week and I didn't plan to, but I'm starving. Once I finished I went upstairs.
I guess I'll try to sleep.
40 minutes later...
I cannot sleep still, I can feel the anxiety in my chest
YOU ARE READING
"you will always be my girl" // a tommyinnit angst story //
Teen Fiction"Please wake up tommy!" "wilbur" I splutter "thank god, i thought you wasn't going to wake up" he pulls me into a hug "w-what happened" "i-ill tell you."
