Dearest Iris,
Why must the world torture me so? I️ still have yet to come to s conclusion as to why the world feels compelled to torture me until I️ leave this world for the next.
I️ don't know how much longer I️ can live like this. In silence, in pain, in sorrow.
The world continues to tease me with lies that I'm special.
That I️ can be someone.
I️ refuse to acknowledge these fantasies.
I️ wrote a text poem based on something everyone says nowadays.
When you try so hard and you don't succeed
When you wake up from that nightmare of a dream
When you wake up and to start to bleed
Because the knife in your hand isn't fantasy
I'm broken and I've accepted that.
-Jeremy
YOU ARE READING
The Facade
General FictionWhen Jeremy is depressed everything is bleak. She refuses to talk and assures everyone she's fine! What happens when shes caught lying? On the brink of death? Based LOOSELY on my life. 'Cept more dramatic🤗🤗
