Those two seconds before you wake up
before you feel the crushing weight on your shoulders
before you feel like your lungs are going to collapse
before you realise nobody cares about you
before you feel the wetness of the tears on your face
Thats the only reason im still breathing
I feel like i'm lost in the ocean during a storm
people talk to me but don’t realise im drowning
i've pulled a few of my friends into the water with me
but they know how to escape i don’t
i've tried drugs cuts nothing fucking works
Im waiting for that moment everyone seems to have,
where they realise they're not broken they are one
but i can’t im a fucking wreck and no one gives a fuck
No ones going to care until i eat a bullet
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Things I type at 2 A.M
Historia CortaMAY BE TRIGGERING DO NOT READ IF SUICIDAL OR SELF HARM RELATED THINGS ARE TRIGGERING TO YOU.This is a collection of shit i write when i can't sleep(which happens often.)
