Nobody knows what it feels like to be alone the way I am right now.
No one.
I may not be physically alone....but I am alone.
The torturous amount of sleep I have lost and the way people look at me now, is patheic.
I'm drowning..
Sinking..
And desperately yearning for a way out...
I can't help but be addicted to the feelings I have inside of my soul....It's the only thing I know.
I'm not saying these things for attention I just want to let out what I'm feeling inside.
I don't want help....but I need it.
I'm addicted...I ache for this feeling.
I can't help it...
I can't..
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Barely Breathing
General FictionHow I feel most of the time..I just needed to find a way to release my pain...and I found out that spilling my heart down on paper is the best way.
