I'm sorry I feel numb.
I'm sorry I'm so anxious.
I'm sorry everything feels so heavy and everything's weighing me down.
I'm sorry I lay here in bed wondering why I'm even alive.
I'm sorry I don't get out of bed in the mornings; I'm just so exhausted before the day has even started.
I'm sorry, and I'm sorry that I want to leave and stop existing.
I'm sorry for everything I've ever done.
I'm sorry I want to leave
because
I'm just so done with life,
and I don't think I deserve to be alive anymore
because all I ever do
is mess up.
Author's Note
So... I think I'll start doing regular author's notes now, starting with this one. How have you guys been this week? I really want to start interacting with you guys more (not that I haven't been already, I hope), and I really do love talking to other people on here.
Here's some starter questions, I guess:
1. What's your favorite color?
2. What's your favorite song? (If you can't pick, what's your favorite artist?)
3. What's your favorite thing about Christmas? (Or rather, do you like Christmas? If not, what other holiday do you prefer?
3. What's your favorite Wattpad book?
4. Who's your favorite Wattpad author?
5. Name one thing you can't live without. (Cliche, I know...)
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The Light in the Dark (Completed)
PoetryCover made by the amazing @mikeyspizzadope (go check them out they're cool) It's 3 A.M., and you can't sleep. Your heart feels like it might burst out of your chest. Your ears are ringing, echoing in your brain, and everything hurts so badly. Your...
