I guess I'm ready to talk...
Posted: Mon Jan 06, 2020 1:03 am
Sometimes I sit and wonder how different I really am. Does everyone smile over their pain, does everyone look down from a tall height and think how peaceful it would be to just…. Jump. The freedom it would bring from people, the world, reality, and myself, into a bliss. A bliss where I did not have to keep fighting these demons I created. So I sit and wonder does everyone feel this. This question is serious because I’ve never asked “who else wants to die?”, everyone would laugh or maybe say yes because they had a bad day and life sucks.
So instead I hide. In plain sight with a smile. Being consumed by anxiety, depression and insecurity in front of everyone, living a lie. Because I can only cry when I am alone, no one can know how much I’m hurting no matter how much I want to scream it from a rooftop. Because it wouldn’t help there’s nothing you can do once something is destroyed. You can say I matter; you can say you love me, but it doesn’t help so what’s the point. I want to help myself. The only person that can talk me off that cliff is me, but how long can someone fight the same fight. The damage is done my pain won’t stop; the tears wont stop; the voices wont stop; the thoughts wont stop. IT WILL NEVER STOP. So when is it? When can I erase it all ?..... when will I FINALLY be like everyone else?.....Or does everyone else want to die too?
So instead I hide. In plain sight with a smile. Being consumed by anxiety, depression and insecurity in front of everyone, living a lie. Because I can only cry when I am alone, no one can know how much I’m hurting no matter how much I want to scream it from a rooftop. Because it wouldn’t help there’s nothing you can do once something is destroyed. You can say I matter; you can say you love me, but it doesn’t help so what’s the point. I want to help myself. The only person that can talk me off that cliff is me, but how long can someone fight the same fight. The damage is done my pain won’t stop; the tears wont stop; the voices wont stop; the thoughts wont stop. IT WILL NEVER STOP. So when is it? When can I erase it all ?..... when will I FINALLY be like everyone else?.....Or does everyone else want to die too?