I Can't Sleep

Tonight, I can't sleep.

I lie in bed, in the dark, feeling so utterly fucking depressed.

I think about dying. Is seriously think about dying.

There's a lump in my throat. I'm not sure if it's tears or food.

Perhaps both.

I feel sick.

I don't feel good.

I really don't feel good.

I want to fucking cry and cry and cry and cry but somehow it's not coming out.

I feel so depressed.

I can't sleep.

Another Of You

I dreamt of you again the other night. This time you completely ignored my existence, and it stung a lot in the dream. I woke up feeling raw all over again. Because it sort of reflected reality. Ignoring my existence.

I wish I didn’t exist.

Near The End

I'm so fucking tired.

It aches so much I want to throw up.

I want to die.

Sit in a filled tub, slice my wrists open, lean back, close my eyes, and drift away.