The emptiness is coming back again, giving me no reason to live.
Emptiness steals my energy and whispers in my ear that I don't need to live anymore..whats the point in life anymore?
I just want to disappear and go somewhere where nobody knows my broken soul, I just want to escape my reality. reality sucks.
I need someone.
Someone who's willing to be there for me, to talk to me in the middle of the night while I'm in my darkest time.
There's nothing to live for anymore, my hearts being held by a thread. I'm shaking.
Death is the only way out, I need to leave this dark place immediately.
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The Diary of A Sad Teen
Non-FictionDarkness is a lovely thing. Filled with Sadness yet calm and relaxing. I sit there for hours talking to it. Y'know the dark can be lonely too.
