I'm tired.

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You're name pops onto my screen and my heart drops.

A thousand pounds crush me.

I feel like I can't breathe.

I started crying.

But... I put on a smile.

And I continued the conversation.

I wish you loved me more than my sister...

Not cause I want to be special, I think.

But so that you won't want her.

So that you'll leave her alone and just torture me.

And make me cry.

And shake.

And have anxiety.

I don't know what to do.

And if anything happens to either of them... I don't know what I'll do to myself.

I can't freaking stop crying rn.

Ugh.

I just want it to stop.

Make it stop.

Please make it stop.

God, please make it stop...

I can't do this...

Someone help me.

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