I’ve tried for so long to climb my way to the light. Cut, stabbed, beaten, hurt. Most of the time I hurt myself. Kept myself from reaching that light. Kept myself from achieving anything necessarily “good”. Broken myself down, thinking it would help. I locked myself in my room concealing myself from the outside world as if it was a good thing. I cut myself as punishment for all the times I’ve hurt others. I’ve stripped pleaser from my life because I thought it was what I deserved. I’ve distanced myself because I didn’t want to hurt no longer. Now its dark where I stay. A empty mental and emotional hole. Emotionless days passing by. Hoping for better, but giving worse. My cries for help aren’t visible anymore because of what I portrayed in my past. So I sit in the black, miserable hole that I created for myself. Crying and sobbing. Feeling pity for myself, but at the same time shamming myself for what I have done. Dark. So, so Dark.
Drama
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Reach out to me. I wpuld gladly pull you from this darkness.
*would
Thank you friend