11:37 pm- January 22nd:
It's the day before you end it all. No more sadness, no more pain, no more sleepless nights... Just peace...
2:03 am- January 23rd; 20 more hours on Earth:
You can't sleep. Everyone you love and you need right now are asleep. They said they would always be there for you, BUT WHY ARENT THEY HERE?! WHY YOU?! WHY DOES THIS ALL HAPPEN TO YOU?!
*silence*
You just... Stop. You don't think, you don't breath, you don't feel. You just stopped and fell to your bed and layed there, lifeless. You are done with everything, with EVERYONE. Memories is good times flash before you as you remember when life wasn't so hard and you didn't ponder on whether or not to live. The times when everyone was there for you... Always there for you, no matter what. But now, as you lay, you realize how stupid you were to think that life would be good.
Everyone treats me like trash now a days... No one really cares unless you're dying, no oNE REALLY CARES AT ALL! THEY JUST PITTY YOU WHILE YOU SINK DEEPER INTO YOUR SORROW AND PRETEND EVERYTHING IS FINE! But it's not... You roll over in frustration at these thoughts as you brace your body for the tears forming in your eyes.
3:07 am- January 23rd; 19 hours left on Earth:
You've been staring at your phone for a hour now with streams of tears, gushing from your eyes.
Still no answer... You observe.
They must hate me.. They are usually awake at this hour...
There is no word for how horribly depressed you are, sad doesn't even explain 1% of your sorrow you feel in these dark hours of your final demise.
You cant sleep so your lay, stretched out, waiting for morning and to see if someone finally cares...
