Why am I never enough? I dont know what I'm feeling. I only exist here, for some reason.

I think I'm  exhausted,  tired,  bored? 

In the past, there was a moment when I was a person with a brilliant future,  ambitions, missions, high expectations.

But, one day... it all disappeared. That's crazy... so crazy...

I was enough,  I was awesome, I was... was... a good person, with a good future...

Today,  on this day,  

I don't have anything that makes me happy,  proud... I lost it.

I lost the only thing that made me special. When u fail at the only thing u were good at... Do u really have a talent?

Now I'm  useless,  a failure, a burden.

I try to change every day of my life... but... I guess it's impossible.

Can I tell you something tonight?

I don’t really know how to keep doing all of this anymore, you know?

I mean...

I no longer know how to carry this life.

I’m supposed to be grateful to have it, right? It was given to me like a miracle... but what happens when, for a long time now, it has felt more like...

clumsily dragging it along.

As if I were some machine that needs daily maintenance...

just so it can keep carrying me, while I keep carrying it.

I’m supposed to keep going, to keep feeding it...

How am I supposed to watch it grow calmly, with the constant fear that if I don’t move faster... everything will run me over?

How am I supposed to make the most of it and go far, if every year that far away feels even farther?

Because I can’t fail... fail... fail...

I’m so exhausted, and I don’t know how to rest.

How much longer can I keep postponing everything under the naive idea that I’ll be able to do it later?

Because maybe... with a bit of luck, that later exists somewhere I can call home.

Or maybe one day I’ll feel like my life is a right, instead of something I’m simply forced to live.

Because what’s the point of holding onto a life that feels heavy just to exist in?

I keep reaching the end of the day only for my mind to start planning what comes next.

And the next one And the next one and the next one

I’m so tired of this noise.

I wish I could stop holding everything in... I wish I could drown just for tonight without feeling like my lungs are about to burst.

I wish I could hide in warmth and pretend I truly care about what will happen tomorrow.

That my whole body could dissolve into the great lie that says, “I’m safe.”

That simply breathing here and now is enough.

What does it really feel like to disappear?

Is it truly cowardice to no longer want to keep carrying this version of myself?

To not look back and simply stop existing in the lives of others.

It is my bittersweet fantasy, one that can only become real when I am asleep.

I don’t want to feel anything anymore.

I want it to stop hurting.

I want one night of silence, without fear, without noise, without this constant feeling that I am carrying too much.

Without the pressure of not being allowed to fail, of not becoming a failure.

It is suffocating. It drowns me, pulls me under.

I just want to rest for a little while...

I found peace from the moment you came into my life.

I can’t imagine anyone else being capable of doing what, with a smiling face, you awakened within me.

All the sadness of that day, all the pain of those days,

I came to appreciate them, knowing you would always be by my side.

Walking beside you beneath a gray cloud, you were the half that completed all of my existence, and despite everything, you still remain a light in my life.

I beg you, please forget the moments we once shared.

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