What happened?
To when I was once happy all of the time....
When I could smile for no reason..
When I was care free and didn't have to worry if I'm gonna lose friends for hurting myself.
The hole I'm stuck in is closing in on me and I'm gasping for air and reaching for a way out..
My mentality is draining and I'm slowly becoming insane.
My heart may be beating, but day by day its slowly decreasing in speed, not physically,
but emotionally.
I'm taking medicine now.....well starting to today.
They told me I couldn't be left alone for two weeks because one of the side affects is a high suicide rate...
I really don't understand that...because I want to die in the first place..
Putting myself in a high suicide rate isn't helping anything.....
Just makes things difficult.
But that's life.
I'm sorry I'm like this, no one likes it when I act like this...
But I can't help it..
If you can except the way I am or at least try to help me...then whats the point of even caring or even talking to me..
I don't understand..
YOU ARE READING
Barely Breathing
General FictionHow I feel most of the time..I just needed to find a way to release my pain...and I found out that spilling my heart down on paper is the best way.
