my tongue twists
my words, I stutter
people around me are so well put together
then there’s me a star that is slowly collapsing upon itslef
a book that never left the shelf
my knees shake
my feet set firmly upon the ground
things around me has more worth, more love from others
then there’s me a car with no running motor
a heart once beating grows tired everyday
my eyes glued shut
my cheeks burning up a blush
my tears telling me to hush
someone here asked me what made me who I am right now. I am that type of person that has the worst case of remembering parts of my life. So, to be honest… I couldn’t remember. I’d like to think that my brain is telling me something for trying to suppress my memories.
I tried hard to figure out why am I like this. I looked through old pictures and I’ve stumbled upon a graduation picture from middle school. My heart broke when I saw myself. I was the kid that did well, I even got the chance to address a speech on graduation day. I […]
I might just end it.
this year has really took a toll on me for some reason. I was once a happy kid that never cared about anything but now I’m talking less, hardly left the house, dismissing friendships, I can hardly look at myself in the mirror without seeing an embodiment of disappointment, not being good enough, an outcast. I’m just not myself anymore… what happened to me?
I’ve stumbled upon this website looking for suicide methods and ended up reading amazing post about the “easy way out” the stories of hope, loss, and survival. I’m glad I found this site.