Chapter 5
It doesn't get any better
Just another sleepless night. More fighting and more tears and more blood as I cut the thighs of my right leg. Watching the flood come down it when I stand... I loved him... I can't do this anymore and I slowly grab the razor blade from under my bed. Hey I guess it's true what they say, "Your Gonna Miss Me When I'm Gone." 4 Pain Killers & 5 new cuts on my thigh as I hope to sleep... But it doesn't work staying up all night Debating life or death... Maybe it'll get better I say as I close my eyes knowing in my head it never will.. Popping more pain killers... As I cry and think it'll all be over soon... As I decide to take a warm bath to help me relax... I think of the ways I could just die right now as I go under the water... comes back up and as I say "Oh Well This Didn't Work Either." 5 AM I close my eyes and start to dream of a better place. Slowly the dreams end up as nightmares... 6 AM *Falls Asleep*
Wakes up 6 hours later. Damn It didn't work again.
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River of Feelings
Teen FictionThis Story is about life from someone with depression.
