from me, to you

Has life ever been good? Or is that just the time we spend in between tragedies?

But what if he loves her and they’re happy together? And what if I never cross his mind again?

I suppose, for a moment, I forgot that the world is heartless and cruel and we were all meant to suffer. My optimism is ignorance.

To me, even the bare minimum sees like far too much.

Nobody knows how badly it hurts.

I wish I didn't have to cope with the burden of being alive.

When you climb, you may fall. Trust me, you will fall. But then you rise. You must always rise.

There’s a beat in my chest saying I’m alive. There’s a voice in my head asking, “but why?”

I am drowning, I can’t see the water.

Every part of me is hidden. But I'm not hiding.

I am too far gone to be saved.

I think I'm turning invisible.

You are stronger than you think.

Please keep me in your thoughts tonight.

It seems my life is a series of tragedies.

My cry for help is painfully silent.