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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: May 16, 2017

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Submitted: May 16, 2017



I’m hopeless. Useless, absolutely useless. I have no purpose, I always try to find my purpose, make a purpose. But, I still don’t have one. I thought I could trust so many people, believe them. I just can’t anymore, I can’t stand this anymore. I can’t go on pretending everything is okay. It’s not. I’m giving in, giving up. I have nothing left. Take your knife and jab it right through my heart...You’ve already done it before. Why not again? Why not kill me again like you have every day. This world is killing me. It is draining every ounce of strength I have left. I am so tired of fighting, fighting to survive and stay alive. Why can’t I just...why can’t I just die? I have made up my mind. I am my past, I am my mistakes. I have made my peace that I will never be okay, I will never be alright. I cannot even find the strength to wake up in the morning. I have always faked my happiness and the one person I thought actually cared about me and made me happy...He just, I don’t know what to do about him anymore. I have considered the blade oh so many times. I have considered scarring my skin to drown everything out. But,I haven’t because I don’t want to tell the one’s closest to me not to when I do it myself. It would be such a betrayal. I can’t tell a single person the way I feel, not a single soul. My parents, brother,best friend, my love, no one.

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