A letter from: me
To: me
i've had this weird and annoying feeling inside my chest for years, it does nothing but grow all the time, every second. And it's all thanks to you, cause somehow you helped them to ruin me, to destroy me. Now i don't know who i am, now i don't know what to do or where to go.
i spend my days in pain, pretending is all good and that i'll be fine in a while. Actually i tried to convince myself that was the truth, but it's just not realistic. I'm tired of acting in front of everyone to not worry them.
i cried every single night to get rid of this feeling, i wrote every single page i could to feel better but it doesn't go away, it won't.
Cause it doesn't matter how many times do i cry, write, think and talk about it, it doesn't go away. I wanna burn into hell till it stops, till i stop thinking.
So with this i wanted to tell you: thank you.
thank you for not letting me sleep at night
thank you for dropping every single tear of my eyes, even if i don't have.
thank you for making my problems even bigger than they were.
thank you for making my insecurity control me
thank you for keeping everyone and everything away from me
thank you for torture me at nights, now you decided to do it during the day too, awesome.
thank you for existing, and ruining everything.
thank you for making my life a hell
now end it and disappear... fix your problems ending it all at once.
Anybody wants to take care of you like if you were a child, not even me. So go away.
-me
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