I don’t even know why I try, I always fail. It’s always a waste of time, a waste of energy, a waste of love. Noone ever loves me the way I love them. Noone ever really cares. This time it’s too much, it’s too painful and the wounds aren’t healing. The only way I know to be at peace and not hurt is to die. My tyme for freedom is coming soon.
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I hear you. Why does it seem like the only way to be truly at peace and free is to die. Everything else is fleeting.