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I cannot sleep. The emptiness fills me. I cannot feel anymore. Nothing is real. Nothing means anything to me. I just wish to end my painful existence. My father told me once that some people's minds die, yet their bodies live on. I have become
such a person. All I want is death. Nothing matters anymore. The only thing that reminds me that I am still physically alive is the pain I wallow in every day. Kill me. Why are you here reading this garbage anyway?
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