Thing will never change.
I will be trapped in my personal hell without a door to get out. Each day it gets worse and worse.
Each day I go to work, I think of just stepping infront of a bus or a car. The pain never ends. How can one go on like this? My perfect mask is starting to crack. People have started seeing the real me. I guess its time to quit and move on. Out of here. I don't wanna die, but I don't wanna live anymore either. I'm drowning.
some have asked if im okay. i say im fine but... I'm not. How can i explain to someone the feelings, the thoughts? What would it change? Nothing! If I tell people all that changes is the way they look at me. i've seen those looks too much. and its not something i thrive for.
So here i sit. Hating life. fearing death. Alone because I can't tell people how i feel. Hating other people.
Everyday the same shit, just a different date.
If no more posts appear. I hope they remember me. but they probably wont.
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