Life has never been that great. I have been planning my death for 11 years. I’m almost 18. My mind has never been my friend. My parents rag on me every day and night. I go through school one day at a time. People yell at me and call me less then dirt. I am kicked around by kids twice my size. My own brother can never come by b/c my dad hates him. It’s not his kid. I have to sneak to see my own family. I started hating life when I was 7years old. At the age of 17 I have been through a bit of life I wish I was not in. Four nights ago I got shot. The thought that came to mind when it happen was thoughs a**holes messed up my floors. My dad still goes to work at night and my mom still dosnt look at me. It’s like I’m not here. What do I have to do scream, howl, sing a dam opera. I hate this. I’ll admit I am scared. I don’t want to be killed like that. But I’m to afaid to pull the trigger myself or had the nuss. I guess the thing I want most is a reason to live. I want to find one. One week till I’m 18. I feel as if I’ve lived through all I can.
A Lost Soul.
1 comment
I remember my childhood that i struggled to fit in & feel accepted,
on top of that i was injury prone, i always got hurt or injured, had my share of depression & suicidal thoughts too, I couldn’t
wait til when i was out of high school so i could go to college, move out
& have my own life, it did feel better then, you should get a
job as it will keep you away from being at home as much, plus you
could put some money away so when that time comes which is soon,
you will be able to leave home for good then, be on your own, do
whatever you want to do, to live finally your own life.