Now… there isnt really anything to say anymore.No words nor emotion.Suicide… you haunt me like an ghost. Moaning and fearing me.I guess these days… there isnt really anything to talk about anymore.
I get like that a lot when I can’t say a thing about anything. I just lay in bed and toss and turn. People think I am sleeping but really I’m just trying to hide away from it all. It feels like the world is gonna crumble down on top of me and crush me and I just need to lay down and be still.
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I get like that a lot when I can’t say a thing about anything. I just lay in bed and toss and turn. People think I am sleeping but really I’m just trying to hide away from it all. It feels like the world is gonna crumble down on top of me and crush me and I just need to lay down and be still.