Hun… 🙂
Here I am. Finally writing.
It’s been 3 or 4 years.
I don’t remember.
This is the good part. These days I don’t remember anything.
Everytime some feel something inside me. I can’t put this in words.
Emptiness. (Maybe)
As I said I can’t put this into words.
Please don’t pity on me. I am very bad person. I did some awful things in life. Which I regret very much. I feel guit everyday every moment.
Yes I do want to die.
But I can’t.
I have a girlfriend. She is the reason I can’t die.
Mother, sister…. are also the reason.
I have faced alot. I know. I know everything. Then why I am so sad.
Why ..?
I know life is so precious.
Than why I want to die.
Anyway. I tried twice.:-)
1st time I was child. I don’t know why I even tried.
2end time. … 2 years ago. What a day. 🙂
I lost that day. That was a day when I can be free from all my worries. But I failed.
But I learned…. drug od.. doesn’t work;-)
So as rat poison;-) (kid)
Death is not a good things.
It changes people.
Or may I am the who changed.
I am the one who can’t handle death.
I miss you. I miss you so much.
1 comment
I suffered from 5 long, drug riddled years of writers block. My……person, my place, my thing…..he died. I can’t help you but I wanna say….keep fucking writing….and u can’t live for other people. In the end, the burden is on them, and your vicarious life