"you are not depressed you are strong" she said to herself while looking in the mirror begging her tears to stop and her thoughts to go away.
begging life to stop being hard and have a little bit mercy on her.
begging her sudden feeling of crashing down to go away and never come back.
"i am great its just the suddenness of the feeling of ache i get in my chest makes me wanna die and it makes it hard to breathe. i am good. i am totally... great" at this time she crashed down on the floor with her half naked scared body. the body that she always hated. the body that became just like the map that can make you know the pain she feels everyday but tolerates.
she screamed so loud while crying her heart out on her bathroom floor waiting for this magical miracle to happen and someone to come and engulf her in his\her arms that her everything is fine and if its not fine i will stay with you and suffer them with you.
her screams begins to fade and her tears dried on her cheeks but she is still where she was lying on the bathroom floor with the same exact amount of pain and the same exact wish that someone might help her.
"please end." she begged her pain to stop while grabbing her chest as hard as she can hanged on the last amount of hope that this squeeze she gave to her chest might help.
might end it.............
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Midnight Thoughts
Non-FictionTbh i can write description but we all have this "overthinking" period that comes after midnight..Most nights i cry myself to sleep and keep overthinking. These are just some of my thoughts. Some are cheerful and some are depressing.. some are good...
