I feel like I can't breath. And it feels like there's something weighing down on my chest.
I want to remove it, but I can't.
I'm not strong enough.
And truthfully, these thoughts? I'm sick of them.
I'm sick of everything. Including living.
I don't want to go on anymore. What's the point?
I'm invisible as it is, nobody would even notice.
I could just slip away. Just disappear completely.
Maybe everyone is better off.
I don't know.
I'm just tired.
I want to sleep.
Forever.
