Every night I lay down. Every night I feel as if I’m drowning. Every night there’s this pain inside my chest, which I wish a bullet caused instead of what’s actually there. Every night I look in the mirror and just think ” Why? Why does my reflection make me hate myself everytime I see it?”. Every night I regret the first and only thing I’ve eaten that day. Every night and every day feels like a task. The task is just being awake. Every night I hope that maybe this time tomorrow I’ll no longer exist to feel this constant pain of just being myself or alive. Every night is my own hell I can’t escape. I just want it to go away.
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Oh wow. This makes me increadiably sad. I don’t know if this is a reflection of how you really feel, but whenever I have a problem with the way I look on the outside I watch Mulan “Reflection” on YouTube. This video/ song reminds me that just because people/ your own judgement might be incorrect about yourself doesn’t mean there isn’t a warrior princess inside of you.
As for your writing, I love the repetition of “Every,” it’s very beautiful. There is one line I think can be worded better. “Every night there’s this pain inside my chest, that I wish were a gun taking it all away.” This needs some editing. But other than that, very good.