Sinking back.., Overflowing.

Everyday gets worse.. Tears get heavier.. and pain grows stronger. The thoughts prowl around and jump in when they see a chance. I guess I’m just wondering why I’m still here… with all the pain and hurt I’ve been going through lately. I’m home alone everyday for 8 hours.. there’s so much I could accomplish besides cutting my porcelain wrists that contain that beautiful blue vein you can see so clearly.. the purple one that wants attention too but can’t compare.., just branching out into my palm..into my fingers. It’s stupid they say..Pointless. So is life but I’m still living it aren’t I? People are truly ignorant. They can sit back and kick me down and not even try to help me up.. just sit there and laugh at how weak and lonely I am and yet I’ve done nothing to them. Words go quiet when I try to speak to them..But yet I know that when I’m gone they’ll ask what happened and why.. And I wish I could be there with a video of all the times they kicked me down and laughed. I don’t have time though.. To stay and answer their questions.. I have plenty that have went unanswered so I guess they can keep guessing too.