Can i die yet?
Can i fall into useless oblivion?
Can i sink into the unknown?
Can’t i just leave this place yet?
At 16 i’m so lost and alone that i’m read to carve my last words into my arms and just walk away from this body....
It’s a sad truth, but i’ve been like this for years, under the happy surface of the smiles and hugs. Under the sappy giggles and the wiggles and tickles... I’ve just wanted it to end.