I Give Up

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I'm going to be blunt. I give up. I really do.

My thoughts aren't helping me either. I'm tired of giving myself excuses that are probably true. I'm tired of having to fight myself over and over and over again. I'm tired of feeling like I should leave things alone.

Do not touch. They may smile, but it might as well be a lie. Beware.

I'm tired of giving these tiny lies. Making jokes when really it's all I ever see in me.

I'm tired of feeling out of place. Feeling worthless. Feeling like I'll never, accomplish anything.

Yet, I don't make a move.

And that's why I give up.

Because, I'm tired of being alive. I'm tired of moving. I'm tired of breathing.

The world may miss me, and I could miss them and everything in my life...

But it doesn't matter, because I wouldn't be alive to feel it.

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