The Life of me

Slowly Dying

September 7th

So today I've gotten better, I was happy until anxiety hit, I felt like screaming and crying but nothing was wanting to work. I was dying slowly, drifting away from reality and into my thoughts, my horrible thoughts...I had dreams of things that could never happen, I had dreams of being saved by the person I love even though he will never love me...Its kinda sad to think about it...He will never love me for me because of the skin I was born in, because of the skin I hate being in...because of the skin that feels like it's going to die, because of the skin that is slowly rottening with lies and sin...because of the skin is slowly dying...