Here comes the moment
I cry but no tears stream down my cheeks
I scream but no sound is heard
I run but my feet are glued to the ground
I try to swim in the ocean
But stones are tied on my feet
I try to think
But my mind is like a maze
A puzzled that I can't solve
I ask for help
But all people hear is "I'm fine"
I try to slit my wrists
To get to the pain
But my body is numb
And I feel nothing
Nothing at all
I'm not supposed be here
begging for love, attention and affection
I'm not suppose to be crying my self to sleep Feeling worthless and not good enough
Hating my self each second
I hate feeling so suicidal
I hate holding these razors
I hate the urge to cut my flesh open
I hate these feelings
Feelings of hopelessness and helplessness
Feelings of being alone and scared
Abandoned and left out
Feelings of life moving on without you
As you sit by the windor pane
In a lot of pain
That can't be explained
I hate that I'm so sad
So bitter
So angry with my self
For letting my self down
I hate the fact that I only wish for death
At least people will be happy once I'm gone
Atleast this pain will finally end
And maybe I'll get some rest
But I blame no one for not choosing me
Because I wouldn't either
©mara_pain
Life is a series of pain.
©mara_pain
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