There are certain nights where I struggle with my sanity.
This happens to be one of those nights. Again.
I should be used to them, but I’m not.
I don’t think that I ever will be.
How do you get used to this feeling
Of wanting to rip your heart out
And wanting to shred it into a million pieces
Just so that you’ll stop feeling.
Stop feeling this horrible ache.
Stop feeling this paralysing sadness.
Stop feeling this mind-numbing, bone-crushing loneliness.
How do you live, when the world isn’t fit to live in?
When the world is a horrible, cruel place
That crushes everyone that’s different
That crushes everyone that’s good
That crushes everyone that hopes.
I don’t want to live in this world. Haven’t wanted to in a while.
Was going to say goodbye 3 years ago, but I decided to stay a while longer.
And I’m still not sure if I chose right.
But now that this is out, I feel better.
Just wanted to say that it is a struggle to be alive right now.