D R E A M

I wish someone would understand how much I truly want to die.

Honestly... saying that I want to die actually feels like a big understatement. This isn't a matter of what I want, it hasn't been in a long time. I feel like I have to, because I genuinely can't stand it anymore. I don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep fighting the inevitable. I just can't do it.

i can’t pretend that i’m okay i can’t fake it anymore i’m hopeless i’m helpless and i’m afraid i will never get better

I’m trying so fucking hard and no one sees that. I’m trying so fucking hard to stay alive but my breathing is getting shallow and my heart is beating slower and if I don’t wake up tomorrow just fucking forget about me.

I have no purpose in life I don’t know what the fuck I’m still doing here.

Where is home when you always feel lost?