I feel weak, slow, cumbersome...
What is happening to me...
I want it to stop...
These feelings...
These thoughts....
The suicidal thoughts...
I don't want to...
But they don't believe me...
They don't want me to get help...
They don't want me on medication...
They believe that nothing is wrong....
That I am sane...
I am not sane...
I can feel it...
The dark presence....
Inside of me...
Never leaving...
Overwhelming....
Help me please....
I just want to get better...
Before it takes over...
It feels alive...
I don't think it will ever leave...
It is only getting worse...
Never leaving...
Always succeeding...
Help me please...
Someone just listen...
Before it takes over...
I feel too weak to continue...
I want to continue...
But when will the pain end?...
Help me please...
I feel so weak...
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