I want to stop writing because i'm not sure if it's healing me or hurting me.
I'm not sure if this is the way i want to live, writing about how fucking awful life is.
I'm not sure I want people to think i'm trying to get attention and I'm not sure anyone wants to read this.
I don't even know if this is poetry because to me it just feels like a nightmare. I wake up the next day and I'm reminded of what I had experienced the night before.
I'm constantly just experiencing pain and I wish it would stop.
It always hits at 5:00pm when i'm with my family because I remember that this is the house I experienced
arguments and sadness and pain and good times but those good times just turned into nothing and that makes me the most sad.
I don't want to do this anymore.
I'm tired of writing.
I'm tired of everything i don't even know what to do.
