Short Story

Have you...

Have you ever hated yourself so much for thinking something so small?

Like its burning through your skull and the only way to put the flames out is by water, water being a brick or your fist?

Have you ever hated a thought so bad you wanted it litterally beaten out of you?

The fist being yours or someone elses? Just to feel pain for thinking that.

Have you ever felt like you deserve the pain for thinking it because all it does is put you in a relapse of disapointment and then feel stupid for running the same track?

Have you ever felt self loathing to the point only yourself can make you see red?

Have you ever thought one day youll wake up as a monster because your insides the night before where busy stretching to become who you truly are and who you hide behind?

Have you ever thought the voices in your head would on day apear as an actual personality like in the movie split because thats how real they feel?

Have you ever felt pathetic for thinking such dark cruel things when others go through much worse?

Have you ever felt so sick and tight in the chest because your own mind wont leave you alone?

Please tell me someone else out there feels something like this?