Tw sh talk
I need to slit my wrists
I need to watch the blood run down my arm
I need to watch my skin forced apart
I need to feel the stinging as I slice my flesh open
The release as pain is the only thing I feel
I need to watch the scars form
I need to feel the sting when I shower
The pain as it rubbs against my clothes
For this is my punishment isn't it
I love you but my story cannot go on any longer
Im the sequel no one wanted
Im the story the writer hates the most
Im the book searching desperately for an ending
For a close
You're the person who wants it to go on
But a book cant go on forever
the “i wanna go home” never leaves my head even when i’m physically sitting in my bed
So I've been on and off adhd meds for a bit
And I've noticed sonthing
On them its quiet. Quiet in the way where I want to sink into it. I lay in my bed and just dissociate. Quiet in the way my thoughts try to fill the silence. At least i can focus better. When the silence isn't filling me with anxiety and thoughts of my own death.
But off them
It's loud. I can be happy and energetic. And quiet and disengaged. There's so many things running through my head constantly. I have more motivation. Can I focus? No. But that way I cant focus on my own demise either.
Idk what to do. In school, being on them is worth it cuz I cant pass my classes without them. But otherwise its just
Let me sleep lol
If anyone has any advice for finding adhd meds that work and dont wanna make me kms and give me crippling anxiety-- please lmk
As if life just kept going, the world spinning, people laughed, talking, breathing –
... and you're standing in the middle of it, but motionless. Mute. Decoupled.
As if you were just a spectator of your own existence.
i wasn't meant to live this long and that's why i don't know what to do when i feel this awful
In oceans deep, where the darkness grows
I’ve built a wall, a heart of stone
No whispering winds, no embers glow
I choose the dark, I walk alone
No visitors allowed
No exit to leave
What’s done is done
In solitude, I choose me
Cvts myself
Decided im done and bored
Why's this hurt im annoyed now
at this point, sinking back into my depression is like a warm hug. finding comfort in this is sadness is so natural. i know i was meant to feel this.
every year i reach new lows and wish i killed myself earlier
life fuxking sucks man he him/ I post shit about my horrid mental health. and write potery. general tw of my blog
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