Really, no one will care if I sleep away my life
No one will miss me
If I actually died it would be weeks before anyone noticed
Rather
They seem to think that’s fine
My mum doesn’t care if I don’t wake up
No one else does either
I don’t know why I bothered getting out of bed for so long
My dreams on repeat are still better than being awake in reality
I’ll pack a thousand unpackable rooms
I’ll wait hours for hard drugs that aren’t coming with my abusive ex
I’ll spend days lost in a subway system
Not even my dreams are worth living for
I remember when I tried to kill myself as a birthday present for my sister
Yup it’s fucked up
What’s more fucked up is that it was my fault
And not my sister’s for putting me in that space
But to die now
I would merely fade away into nothing
Haha
He said he’d softly pull away but he can’t and I’m the one who’s going to disappear unheard unseen
Reaching out to nothing
Over and over again
They say if you reach out someone will be there
But I’ve been to this edge before so many times
No one is there
And I want to jump so badly
I feel like people would rather kill me than deal with me
Like if I was dead I’d be doing the universe a favour.
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