Elucidating Questions

Every time my ear does that I wonder if someone’s shot themselves in the end

I hope they didn’t

Simply because I can’t handle it if that were the truth

But I’m sure it is

Maybe it was me earlier I shoot myself in the head because I wish I was dead

But hands don’t do much

It’s the thought that counts

I honestly don’t know why I do

It just feels like it never

Ends and

I hope it ends soon

Please save me

From

From everything

I’m so afraid

No really it just doesn’t fit in my head

Every day just doesn’t fit in my head

I’m so tired

I wish there was a way to feel better than this