I don’t want to want to kill myself.
Some part of me wants to stay or wants to want to stay but it never wins.
How dare I want to,
That’s what I get every time.
That or nothing.
All I need is support and the people who I ask for support from just disregard me.
I don’t want to want to kill myself.
I wish I knew you know how I feel because if I had known I would have messaged you every day so you never felt like I feel now.
Even if it was weird and celebrities are too important for people like me
Even if you’re above me and I never would have deserved to see you.
I don’t want to feel this way.
I challenge anyone to spend weeks, months, wearing twenty pound weights around their necks to be the pain I feel
I challenge you to spend weeks in your house no one to actually talk to.
I challenge anyone to want to be the forgotten one.
I challenge any one to be me for a month and then tell me how they feel.
I dare you to tell me my feelings are irrational irrelevant inconsequential
That’s how I feel though.
No one really sees me.
And I should have known better than to fall for someone so out of my league and to have feelings for this awful tugging presence I just want to go away.
Everything reminds me of him and what will never happen.
No matter how many times I try again,
The day just ends up the same.
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