I realized that the pain doesnt leave. It kinda just sticks to you. It always pulls you down, and wears you out. So I smile.. but it doesn't help. I hang with friends, laugh, and have a good time... but then it comes to a point where I start to feel sick, tired, sad, and upset. I cant talk about because people will joke about it. I dont want people to try and cheer me up, or tell me its okay. Why do I want to here the same shit over and over again. So I stay silent. I cant keep.doing this to myself though. Im just hurting myself. It keeps getting worse. Its eating at me. The voices are getting worse, talking to me even when I try to drown them out with noise.
There is no real help though, more like temporary fixes. I am trying. Its just a fight that is not worth it anymore. I really want to let go this time. I really do. Im sorry.
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Series Of Poems And Free-Write
PoesíaSeries of random poems and free write that I have wrote throughout the years. Based on my personal feelings and experiences.
