Here I am.
Laying in a hospital bed.
Feeling absolutely lifeless.
In this moment I wish I was dead.
The heart monitor go off with a constant beep.
Nurses and doctors telling my mom and dad I'm dead.
All this happened because of a panic attack.
A dumb fucking panic attack.
I'm so frustrated.
This is stupid.
Pathetic.
All because of a damn panic attack.
I wish I would take my last breath.
Right here.
Right now.
I'm tired.
I'm over it.
I'm done.
I want to cry, but I can't.
I want to scream, but I can't.
I want to die!
I just want to die.
Anything to get out.
Get away.
To leave.
This world.
This society.
This pain.
This struggle.
This depression.
This anxiety.
But I can't...
I don't think I can.
Maybe I could.
Maybe I should.
But for now.
I lay in this hospital bed.
