palying with friends turned into playing with blades. broken toys turn into broken hearts. best friends turn into strangers. happiness turns into pain. this isnt a phase it is reality. this thing about pain is it demands to be felt. i just wish i could have one more day with out being sad. its like im drowning and everyone above me is just saying swim. you see i cant be foxed no matter how many cuts i make no matter how many pills i take. i will always live in pain… theres not a thing i can do about it.
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I hear you. “Swimming” demands or requests from others, or from our own self, appears to actually be saying ” hey, please stay here, my misery needs your company.”
Whether self inflicted, or by others, it’s still the same… Why man suffers… Is either a dirty cosmic joke… Or simply… A collective lie.