Just Me and Destiny

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~Please read this in order. It's meant to be read like a story even though it's in choppy sections. It's a diary, the diary of a troubled, young Shawn Hunter. Super relatable. I have completed the entire work for your reading pleasure. If suicide is something you struggle with, be aware this has stuff on it. There is hope!

Please feel free to give feedback and ask questions! I do frequently check and will respond pretty fast. I love discussions. Thank you. Enjoy the angst! So many feels with this one. It's very much like Shawn. It's got spunk. ❤️

September 14th, 1994

Turner came home today...He was too stressed from school to talk to me or even say my name. I always get lost in the shuffle. Who cares though? I have myself. It's all I need.

Forget about me
I'm all I need
I just can't breathe

Too much to take
With all the weight
Think I might break

I get stuck
In a rut

No one comes
When I shout

People yell

I can't sleep

I can't eat

Passing out

Struggling
Forgotten on the highest shelf
No where is nicer
Than getting called out

For nothing I did
I'll just stop
Defending myself

I'm no rebel
I'm not what I seem

Who knows?
Maybe someone
Will give me wings

Release me
From the cage

But can't escape
For fear I'll take
Myself too far away

From this hiding place

I can't wait
Can't help myself
Just want to fall
Can't climb much more

I've reached the highest rock
Crumbling like my brain
Going slowly insane

Heart can't break
If it's not beating
If I'm not breathing

Tell me what to do
God, You there?

I want to accept defeat
But you keep calling me

There's a little light
Is it fading or is it bright?
Is it deep down inside?
Am I still alive?

Give me hope before I die.

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