I feel like my soul and everything was taken from my body, it's no wonder a friend feels like dying and you can't do anything but feel useless, the fear of losing someone you love lingers in every bit of your fingers and their fate can't be taken in your arms.
Why? I want them to know that I'll be here! I want them to trust me! To believe it me! I won't let them fall ever! I'm scared, I'm scared of losing them! Please be safe I want you to be safe.
I'm heavily breathing and my leg won't stop bleeding, please hear me scream your name, that's all I can say, please be okay, please be safe.
I can't move, I'm too scared. They need to help themselves before helping others, because they're dying slowly and they still care for the others...
I'm writing both my diaries, hoping for a reply for any of them as my hands tremble. Close your eyes and listen to every small sound, open them and notice every small detail, they might help out sometime.
I'm scared and I can't feel. Anyone... Anyone help me be free from here... Please...
Update: And.... What was the point in writing about... Yourself harming...? You're uh... Not supposed to share personal info. That is not ethical to say the least...
I'm braindead. And I hate that about myself.
This was posted on October 25, 2015.
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