A Million Miles And I'm Now Here

3.6.16

It's like 12 am and I feel like poop. I feel like no one cares, I feel like people are lying to me. The constant feeling of wanting to running away. Tears just roll off my face. My tears are so acidity they burn my face. I feel like running away from everything like I can't do it anymore. Because my whole body as been so damaged so broke so beat up. It's the last straw. I want to run at the edge of a cliff and fall I wouldn't want anyone to know. I wouldn't want anyone to care. I'm tired I am nothing