Being Alone In Bliss
You know the first thing i thought of when i held the household cleaner. Drink It. End it now. Finish it off. The first thing i thought of when i opened the cabinet above the sink, grab a razor; end it. I want to die so bad all i do is fuck things up. All i do is cause trouble and pain. Idk if anyone knows how i’m feeling right now. I want to leave my body. I want no use of my soul. I want to be dead. I’m in my closet crying alone. No one knows how i’m feeling rigt now. Not only because they can’t see me, but because no one will know. I dont care how many times i laugh or smile. I dont want to feel anymore. I deny food to the fullest. I just. I’m not hungry leave me to be. I’m in a state of my own self hate. Happiness is Imaginary.
*This is like 3 weeks old.