I took some sleeping pills. The doc said they would help me sleep, they would.. help me.. stop thinking.. but my mind.. it isn't blank. Maybe I didn't take enough or maybe I took more than enough.
I've been writing thinking this might help but what if it doesn't? What if.. nothing helps?
Am I supposed to live like this? With all this pain? Can someone hear me? I've been screaming for so long.. I cry and ask for help but what if no one can hear? What if.. no one does?
My head, it is spinning. Am I not supposed to feel tired.. after everything that has been happening inside my head? My wounds.. I've been trying to cure them.. for so long but what if they don't? What if.. they never do?
What else, do I need to write and how much? I've been running from everything and everyone.. can someone stop me? I want to stop but what if they don't? What if.. I can't?
I'm trying my best to survive. I wanna live but I'm dying.. so if I kill myself one day.. will you forgive me knowing how hard it was? I don't want to but what if I do? What if.. What if.. I really kill myself?
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Things I never said
RandomThis is just a collection of my thoughts. I'm writing this so that my mind would be at peace. Reading it can either help you or ruin your mood 😌 I would recommend "not to read" 💃 And yes! There might be some typos or grammatical errors, that's bc...
