My random writings

1 am problems

Friday September ninth 1:10 am

Here I am Just sitting in my room
It's freezing, I'm sick
Not only am I fighting a stomach bug
I'm fighting demons in my head
They're slowly winning
I just want to give up and let them have everything
No one would care if I was gone
No one would care if I was okay
They never have anyways why would they suddenly care
Three months self harm free but it's hard
As I stare at my ceiling a mental debate if I should do it or not
I have no emery to get out of bed, that's probably for the best
I cry, I sob, I hyperventilate till I sleep
This sleep is something I wish I'd never wake up from