The End Of Forever

Still Here...

Why am I still here, the doctors say I should've died, so why didn't I? What do I have to live for in this world? NOTHING!!! I don't have anything to live for here, but I'm still here.

I was wondering what my Mom was talking about when I was first waking up, it was all so hazy, I barely remember anything that happened before and after taking the pills. My arm is shredded but I can't feel it. they say that my whole forearm is going to be a scar, the whole time I'm not feeling a thing, other than the pain of failure.

Maverik comes and goes, my mom comes and goes. I never see my mom's boyfriend, and I never ask. My dad comes and goes, just like everybody else but less often. I try to tell myself that it's just because she has work, but I can't keep myself thinking like that. I can't stop myself from thinking that my dad didn't care and didn't love me.

I can't let myself keep thinking like this, but I can't help it. I need help, but I think it's too late for help, I think it's too late for me to get better. I'm done.