Im
being dragged down, further and further.
I can feel the weight crushing my bones.
It wont go away.
its getting harder to sleep and harder to breathe.
Waking up to face the next day, knowing it’s the same old
repeptive hell.
This isn’t my home.
This doesn’t feel safe. It’s bringing me down.
I don’t want to wake up and see their faces.
I don’t want to wake up and feel the draining of my
dreams.
I’m so young, this shouldn’t be happening.
It’s so tragic.
i'm not saying i have nothing.
it's just sometimes it's all a bit too hard to handle. s
ometimes i feel like it's too much. i'm not going to do anything
stupid, because i know that it will get better. it has to, right
? otherwise there wouldn't be anyone who has lived past their
teenage years.,
but for now, just for now, it hurts.