10:00 pm
something i haven't done in a while is sit and think
and not cry
i try hard not to cry
because it makes me feel weak
i am not weak
but i must give up for my own good
and others
but probably one of the worst feelings ever is knowing you're alone
and you're going to be alone
until the day you say good riddance to this hell hole
i'm not depressed
just sad
i'm sad about many things
i'm sad i can't wear skinny jeans to school without being called a slut
i'm sad that every friday no one comes on the bus to my house with me
i'm sad i can't get a school lunch without people telling me to starve myself
i'm sad that everything people say about me
i believe
and i have believed them
and i will keep believing them
until tomorrow when i say good riddance to this hell hole
11:00 pm
YOU ARE READING
24 hours
Poetryas i lie on my soft, beautiful bed i slowly feel like i am drowning in memories the memories i've so much attempted to completely forget have remained in the back of my mind they taunt me in my last, my final hour of life