No not back there

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Seventeen
Thirty
I was cutting my skin with broken glass because

Simply I had no sanity left and if I were too die I'll do it on my own right back of the cell in the bloody corner with syringes a metal operating table with many scalpels and other horrific things he had nothing to lose besides the string of life he was holding on too

But then without the pain of thoughts those voices come back and pain I'll take that instead so I keep ripping the glass upon my skin long deep cuts covered my whole body
Please let the pain stop
Why can't I just die already

And little did he know the amazing sleep talking was currently happening and those 19 teenage oh ya Wide-awake to not sleep talking it sounded more like bloody murder

It's meeeeeee
Thank you so much to the few readers that left a comment it still will be awhile until I get finished with the book and but really just too how much reads I get it's on of the things I look up to and if you are really want to know read my depression story ya I went through some bad shit and still an but if ya not interested I can't blame ya then you will have to wait slow updates and if there are any comments I will almost promise to reply because I love getting them
Bye

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