When will i feel accepted, or truly beautiful .. When will these scars leave my body forever. Why does this “god†hate me so much.
I can honestly say i have no idea what direction my life is going, i see no future not even what may happen tomorrow,
i see no birthdays,
i see not a glimpse of true love
or that special day in that one white dress,
i see no hospital where i bring home my legacy.
I see nothing but a cloudy mist .
I can’t see .
Not everyday do the thoughts pass where i want to end it all .
But more than not do they come. I think everyone would go on with their lives if i were to just do it. Drink some concoction that never brings me back or just jump from my window, sure to snap my neck on the pavement. Ha ! So many ways to die and i am such a coward to not just do it.