The day is dark
And the waters rapid.
The day is so nice yet i haven't experienced it. I don't care. I don't care to leave my room. I don't care to clothe my self. I'm laying here dead, adding weight to the surface of my floor. I sink in and roll with the energy I barely have.
I thought about cutting myself, to see what it felt like. I burned my hand earlier from the lighter and thought i would never like to cut myself. That it wouldn't be anything much worth doing. I should change and keep promises made. But i can't help but stay here, lay here, and forget everything.
you can't just mess up what progress in life you've made. you've still got dreams, a fucking taste for life. and another important thing, people that love you.
ReplyDeletelove you dearly.
i hope you stick it out until the end.
If you care enough about anyone, including yourself, you'll keep going. There's that bit inside of you that's still wants to live for yourself and more, you just have to look for that thing that makes you want it again.
ReplyDeleteI choose "Like" for both your comments.
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