I'm exhausted. Not from running up and down the stairs, or getting milk from the store, not from a walk, or even a run. My mind is exhausted. I'm so tired. No, I don't need to sleep. I need help. When is someone going to offer that to me? I'm exhausted, from getting out of the bed in the morning, the easiest thing that is so hard for me. I'm exhausted from putting on a mask, a glamour that hides how I am feeling. I'm exhausted from taking showers, eating meals, sleeping, crying. Living. Please, someone, help me.
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Poetry~In no way do I promote self-harm in any way, shape, or form~ *You should never give up, even when you feel like you have nothing to live for* ~All quotes are original, Enjoy~ Chapters: Dark/Darkness: 1, 3, 10, 12, 17, 19, 21, 23 Sad: 2, 6, 7, 9, 13...
