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There's a weight that follows me.
Day in and day out it gets heavier and heavier.
It crushes me more and more.
I've no longer know what it feels like
To breathe
Or live.
Everything takes more effort than it should.
Everything makes me feel so tired
And oh so weak.
I feel as if I can't do this anymore
As if I can't continue being
Or existing.
I wish I could curl into a ball and never leave.
I wish I had a way to relieve this pain
Because eventually it will suffocate me
It's already coming pretty close
to doing just that

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