A Step Closer to Seeing the Real Me

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Crippled, destroyed, confused, and angered by the anguish of things displayed before and inside of him. Girlfriend seems to be wanting death more than a relationship. He seems more alone than anyone else around him, and yet he has everything. A girl who he is grateful for, a family that cares, a sturdy education, good grades, and yet it feels to get him exceptionally low. He hates it more than everything else in his life. He went from classic rock, to emo rock, to death metal, to emo rap and is hooked. He constantly tries to find things to do without pain and suffering because of the stress it puts on him. He hates it, almost as much as being left alone for too long. He is almost always left alone for a great number of hours which never seems comforting, and yet it brings along peace and prosperity. He is mostly gone by the end of every single day. It kills him to be there every day because at one point it was once in a very very long while. But it has progressed a lot faster than any cancer and is now a daily occurrence. It is the most feared section if him to see where people would be without him, because he knows there are those that wouldn't even be there if he was to not even exist ever. Within 14 years there have been so many traumatic things that have happened in his life that would further shape his character, but it is so brutal that nobody would be able to survive with the amounts of pressure and emotions building and building inside of him. He is absolutely gone for the most part, and the worst part is that I'm fine with being absent for the rest of all of these people's lives.

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