If Only You Knew...

Chapter 1

Death...

I hate how I feel anymore. It feels as if I'm being crushed by a boulder. I scream from beneath it, but no one is there to help me. No one hears my cries for help. Sometimes I feel like being crushed by a boulder is an escape, or that I want it to become a reality. Crying yourself to sleep every night really gets to you. Waking up and being bullied by your so called 'friends' in high school is even worse. But the one thing that really gets to you is being called a useless piece of shiit by your own mother. So where am I going with this? Well...I'm venting to all of you Quibblo users out there. I want to die. I can't take the pain anymore. I cut myself and burn myself, but it doesn't help me get over how I feel. Lately I've wanted to commit suicide, but I would never do it. I never will do it. My point is...I honestly need advice on what the hell to do with my fvcked up life. I don't have anyone else to turn to except you strangers out there across the world. Please comment and try to help me....

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