The only thing I’m sure of in life anymore, is that at the end of the day, I’m alone.
Despite how everyone may say they are there for you, as soon as you even mention how dark it is in your head, everyone runs for the hills.
As if I choose to have this darkness settle in, as if I haven’t been fighting it all my life.
No one wants to feel this way.
That they don’t fit, they’ve never belonged, that they are utterly alone, that no one cares. And that there is no point to any of it.
I’m trying so hard, but I just don’t see the light anymore. I’m sinking further and further beneath the waves. It’s only darkness.
I’m tired, I’m exhausted and I’ve run out of ideas.
I don’t know how to do this anymore.
I don’t think I want to do this anymore.