Len's Angst/Vent Story Collection

I Am The Problem

This is before my suicide attempt.

The knife, looming towards me.. making me realize what a sh*t person I was.

She lost interest in me, she was fed up with me. She never.. loved me.

I was the one who was horrible.

I was horrible to everyone. They all.. lost interest in me.

I lost people, and still lose them.

There's no point in me living, there's no point in me having friends.

There's no point in anything.

Everyone gets fed up with me, everyone says they're there but they all leave soon, realizing what a mess I am, how horrible I am. Realizing I am a nuisance.

Some try to stay, some try their best.. but I push them away.

I don't trust anyone, they don't trust me too.

I always cause bad things, making people feel horrible.

It's my own fault why people leave me.

I'm so stubborn, stupid and horrible.. why can't I realize my own actions?

It's my own problem, I create them.

I'm alone.

I place down my phone down on the kitchen counter top, holding the knife clenched in my hand. The voices are stronger now.

Disappointed and fed up stares haunt me, making me realize and reflect ... it is my fault. It always HAS been.

I am the problem.

I look at the knife, thrusting it into my stomach.

"I'm sorry everyone....I will never hurt you again."

Goodbye.