Waste of space

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Waste of space
It's getting hard to take a breath I feel like I'm under water, but really and everyone else is breathing fine, everything is spinning, spinning so out of control I like this guy but I can't bring myself to tell him he threatens to jump into this dark murky oil spilled water and drown himself but I can't deal with it come one come all to this disparate scream for help but no one will be able to save me please please leave me to fade into the deep depths that are called the world of depression and the shortness of breath plus always Feeling numb I can't feel anything even if I slice and dice my skin. The most worthless I've ever been today yet another reason why to end it all to leave this earth that this boy will never in a million years like me in the same way I do and see him how I really do I bet he feels the exact same way that I do. The feelings I felt were so desperate to die for him were so real which brought me into tears.

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