I feel myself tearing apart inside as silent screams of agony escape my lips. My heart is being ripped into a million pieces by none other than the two wolves fighting inside of me, my thoughts are now my biggest enemies.
My faith is shaking yet I'm trying to hold on, every inch of my feeble soul is trembling and I just wish I could let go and end my life but I can't. I feel every bit inside me break as I gasp for air, failing to hold on, immersed in the cruelty I inflict upon myself, I feel confused, scared, anxious, empty as I realize I am my own enemy.
My head feels like it is going to explode and my heart feels like it is being stabbed repeatedly. I want to rip my soul out and feel numb. Cold as stone.
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Just Another Diary
No FicciónThis isn't a story. It's a collection of thoughts, thoughts I'm sure all teens go through.
