After The Conversation

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I walked away from my mom in tears. I don't even know why i tired to say anything, no one would care anyway would they? Its not that i didn't want to tell my mother i did i just didn't really know how to say it. If Erin were to find out that i had almost told mother what she had done to me the last six years i'd probably be dead. Now that i haven't said anything i have no closure. Will i ever be able to have the closure i really do need? Yeah that's funny "haha Noel keeping wishing" that's what mind is telling me. All i need is someone who will just listen to me. How fucking hard is it to listen to me? I have all this shit going on and no one or anywhere to go and hide from it. Maybe if i cry myself that wil make everything better, right?

I just want friends i want someone to care, why does no one care or listen? WHY?? Sometimes i just want to give up on life and maybe i should. I start to lay down and as i lay down "OUCH" what the hell was that i said to myself. As i look to see what it was i kept wondering of what could i do to make pain fly away from my life. When i finally see what had stabbed me in thigh i got a quick thought to my mind. It was a blade not just any blade though it was the blade my friend had killed herself with.

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