A year ago I thought I would truly be happy.
I never expected my depression to get so bad.
Its been six years.
Six years since I've been genuinely happy.
Six Fucking.
I can't believe that.
Slowly the cuts got deeper.
My voice got quieter.
I'm losing it.
Six years trying.
Maybe I'm trying to hard.
I don't know.
Maybe I should stop trying all together.
But if I did.
I'd be breaking a promise.
A promise to myself
A promise that I would make it till I was 18.
But I feel like I cant
I'be tried to kill myself twice.
But I backed down both times.
I'm scared of death.
Yet, I'm suicidal.
Suicidal for three years.
Honestly, I've been like this For over six years.
But It didn't hit me till 7th grade.
It slowly was showing in 6th grade.
But it it the hardest in 7th.
No matter how hard I've tried.
Nothing has helped.
So maybe, I should just give up... Honestly no one cares.
YOU ARE READING
My Thoughts.
RandomJust thoughts. Some are in a poetic style but doesn't really rhyme it's just the way I type. Some trigger warning. I will put a trigger warning before the 'thought' when I post So enjoy and sorry if I'm offensive. And also please pardon my horribl...
