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i'm begging my tears to stop dripping from my fucking broken eyes that show nothing but just a picture of who i used to be on a daily

i hate this feeling of never being able to stop my emotions and when they finally stop and leave me empty and hollow i want them back because i don't know how to function when i'm just a shell of a human

i hate that i can't do anything about my fucking personality and my mind that i'm forced to live in without an escape and with constant feeling that i'm going to be trapped there forever

is it too much to ask for just a second of peace and rest for my tired soul that desperately wants to leave my body just to be done with it

i'm tired

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10/26/19

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