the already scarlet bathroom. Why no one talks about how painful it is to cut the veins? My body suddenly became very heavy and weak.
I finally did what I was constantly thinking about. Perhaps I should feel relieved or conciliated, but instead I feel the same emptiness as before. I wanted so much to end all my sufferings. I could not tolerate this unbearable burden. I constantly feel that no one needs me. My existence is absolutely pointless, I do not bring any good. I remember everything that happened to me lately. A lot of disgusting things happened to me, but the most difficult thing was that he betrayed me. He was the only person I could trust, I always believed him. When I learned that all this time I was just entertaining him, it destroyed me. I regret that I have not done something important in my life. Probably this is not a reason for suicide, but I lost what I lived for. I do not know how to move on and whether this makes sense. Maybe I could gain strength and change something, but the blood from my wrists had already filled the bath.
For some reason, I thought it would be easier for me, but no. It is just the end, the end of everything. I closed my eyes.
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