100/F/Middle of Nowhere I have a lot of people who believe in me–which sort of scares me because I always knew I was real.
These are all my writings, would be an honor if you'll give credits.
The purpose of this page is to express my feelings through writing only. 10 followers / 418 words
Someday... My heart will stop breaking, Like it already was at the moment. Wishing I could somehow see... Where I'm heading, So that I could understand... What my life meant.
I was there, lying... Alone and ailing. Where were you? Dreams were shattered in an instant, Crumpled like a piece of paper. I took a pill, Wishing to stop the agony. Began to bleed, And there, in front of me, The sin, Staring right back at me.
I'm getting weaker each day. Paranoia's all I got left. There's so much... I could not say. All is chaos in my head. No one's here to help, And everyone's leaving. My sutured wounds, once again... are opening. Just here... Waiting for my deathbed.