Its been a long time
Its been an eternity
Its been painful without her
But still am coping
I try not to think of hurtful things
Am getting weaker and weaker whenever people tell me to get stronger
Again, the monsters won
I don't deserve friends
I am lonelier as fuck
I cry every night when I think of myself
To where I've reachedI get the shivers of fear and anxiety
It fucking hurts
It hurts
It hurtsIts like a sharp knife touching my bones
Its so deep..Am dying slowly...
YOU ARE READING
Slow Death
Historia CortaThis 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//