This all started years ago. Five long years of pain, hate , just feeling worthless. No one will ever really care about me. Not even my closest friends and family. I just need to leave this world and everything will be better. You will never be wanted. Everyone hates you, they want you dead. People are never happy about the others around them. Everyday is a battle , the scars on my arms are not important , bit people look at them with descust. They ask how I could even do that to myself. You want to know the anwser? Well I can acctully feel that pain. I see the blood and people finally see that i'm hurt and in so much pain. Do I need to cut a vain to get help?? No but that would end all my pain. But make pain for everyone that cares about me. Then I am forced to choose what I want. And you will never know how hard that is...
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The voices in my head (September 2014)
No FicciónThey never stop. They never end. Whats in my head.