Everyday I fight off the demons. Everyday I act like I’m okay. Everyday I creep a bit closer to insanity….
I can’t stop thinking about death. The thought of it scares me less and less as the days go by and that in itself terrifies me. I contemplate the slipping away into darkness, and I smile at the thought of never having to cry or feel again…
I have the means, but not the courage and that makes me want it even more. It’s like a forbidden fruit…
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I used to feel exactly like you, the thought of death was so comforting and that’s all I really wanted. I didn’t want to live anymore, i just didn’t see a point to keep on living in pain and depression. I hope you can find a reason to live for. And don’t worry about the insanity, we all are a bit crazy, and insanity is just defined by rules of society not reality, really there never is insanity because reality exist in your mind and your mind only, so you’ll always be right until you change or mature, but if you always think the same way then you’ll always be right. Sorry for getting all philosophical, hehe it’s been a while since I’ve thought about philosophy
I have a plan it will all be over in a couple of days
I feel the exact same way. I never knew that there where more people that felt this way…