It's always me who starts everything, push it forward, never wanting to end it
It's not fair
It's always me
Always !
But then I realised that I'm not on your priority list as people say
You make no efforts to talk to me
Maybe am just a pain in the ass
Right ?
Like if you don't wanna talk, just tell me
I'll be okay
No I won't be okay
I'll be facing reality again
That am lonely, a loner
But maybe illusions are part of my imagination
That atleast someone cares for me
But in reality no one does.
YOU ARE READING
Slow Death
Short StoryThis book is my getaway, my escape, my feelings. It's utter shit but if you wish to read it you may :) Quite a lot of emotions,feelings that are depressed, hurt, confused, fucked up..suicidal.. //pluvio-nyctophile//
