I feel okay, until I’m alone. That’s when these voices in my head come and even them I’m not alone. But I’m alone with the monsters in my head. And that scares me.
But we’re all just suicidal kids telling other suicidal kids that suicide isn’t the answer.
The sun stopped shining for my world that is all. The whole story is: I’m sad, I’m sad all the time, and I let it get the best of me. And the sadness is so heavy that I can’t get away from it. Not ever.