My mind is a battle ground covered with wounds. On the outside it doesnt look bad but once you see the inside you want to leave. Every single word hits me and buries itself deep in my mind. All these thoughts, words, and scenes come back and haunt me. This is why I hide from everybody. If they couldn't see the pain within in me then they shouldn't see the dark and horrible side at all. People are my friends but it feels like I'm bothering them so I distance myself and slowly disappear. Sometimes it happens without me knowing it. I just want someone to hug the shit out if me and tell me to let it all out. I might be happy but I still have wounds. Words are like razers they can easily cut you. You don't have to read this I had to let this all out. I'm not asking for attention I just want a release a place where I can say what I want without being considered damaged. I can still function but it hurts my mind is slowly losing it. I have no safe heaven all I can do is listen to my music and wish. I can what's beautiful in others but not myself. I'm desperate for a escape from this horrid world.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Stories
General FictionI had a idea where me and a friend send pictures back and forth. So I said how about we make stories for the pictures. Do not take our ideas we made them ourselves. I do not own the pictures. If you would like to send a pic for me to create a story...
