Here's the thing.
I can see what I need to do,
I just have no energy to do them.
When I wake up in the morning
The first thing I think of is
"I don't want to be alive'
And hey, that sucks.
Cause it takes forever to come down from that feeling.
And even when I do, I still feel nothing.
Or I wake up and I feel terrible all day.
I snap at people, I say things I don't mean
I look more tired than I am.
And I'm more tired than I am motivated.
And hey, that sucks.
Because I don't want to snap at people,
But that's just the way my words have been coming out lately.
I've been feeling this way, since my second year of highschool.
It's only just filtering into my schoolwork.
And hey, it sucks.
Cause I can't tell anyone.
Cause if I tell someone, its ignored.
Because everyday I have to tell myself that taking the pills that are in the medicine cabinet
Will only cause more problems than those it solves.
But sometimes,
God do I want to take all those pills.
Because I have lost the will to survive
And I don't want to be alive.
And hey,
That fucking sucks.
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Little Infinities
Non-Fiction"No one told me, That love was something to be afraid of. Now look at me; Afraid to get my heart broken After one encounter With the angel-disguised sin. " c.w A collection of poems, dreams, thoughts and short stories.
