Why do you even try?
Pfft, as if I know.
Who do you think you are?
I'm nothing, now.
Where would you even belong?
No where.
You should be sleeping, you know.
Yeah...
But you won't Becuase your a coward. You're too afraid of what's ahead. Your weak. Too weak to stand. That's why you -
That's enough.
You know I'm right, becuase I just am. When am I ever wrong? You're not good enough to live another day.
I'm not good enough...
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These are a couple examples of the many conflicts I go through everyday. No I'm not some attention seeking weirdo. I just felt like sharing why I can't sleep. I'm my biggest critic. My worst enemy. It sucks Becuase I'm the biggest bitch, but to myself. I'll take a bullet for anyone but as far as my own self, I couldn't care less about what I want. It won't work out so why bother? What's the point? I ask myself this everyday. Sometimes I will sleep but when I'm at the verge of severe exhaustion. I hate sleeping and love it all at once.
Okay I'm going to go know. This is getting to depressing and weirdly deep. Don't want to fall into any emotional craters of melancholic energy. (If that makes sense...) ok bye.
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Dark Stories And Poems
Poetry?Dark Stories and Poems// is a collection of stories/poems I've written. Hopefully you like them. ? This shows the progression of my writing, please feel free to skip up to my most recent pieces. *Please Follow me*
