Just say you can’t deal with me anymore and let’s call it a day.
How is this sickness not going away please
I’m sorry. That just doesn’t make me feel any better.
Why do I keep fucking shaking. Why can’t I pull myself together this is so not me.
I’m just not that strong.
Well that was bloody difficult.
I’ve had enough. I’ve had enough of being made to feel like a psycho. I’ve had enough of all the secrets and hiding things and wariness. I’ve had enough of you assuming how I’ll feel. Of you trying to ‘protect’ me, not make me ‘sad’. Hell if you cared how I felt at all, you wouldn’t have to hide anything from me. You’re making me worse. Don’t fuck me up when I think I’m doing good, please don’t.
I’m about this fucking close I swear to god
I wanna close my eyes, lie down and just drown for a few days. This feeling in my chest just won’t go away. I keep trying to get your attention but you’re looking the other way. I turn my head up to the sky and to God I pray:
Please, make it go away.
Breakdown 2.0
Some counsellor you are.
January rain, it never really goes away
Still remember how you taste
Deep down, you’re still the same.
Oh god I need go calm down oh god it’s not real dslmvdone just breathe calm down
It’d be easy if I hated you.
Disappointment.
This is too fucking hard
So ready to end this goddamn day already ffs
The pounding in my heart is strong.
I cant even comfort myself with the notion of "it's just a dream"
The kind of nightmare that was your worst nightmare
The one that makes you.wake up sweaty and makes the tears run uncontrollably
The kind that stops your breathing
The nightmare that is no longer a nightmare
But a dark, twisted stab of reality.
Why do you have to go down memory lane. Why.