I guess it's not entirely okay to not be okay. Stuck between wanting to quit and trying to prove a lot wrong. Not really sure what I'm living for as my heart stopped beating decades ago. The bleeding of my wounded heart went unnoticed and as it died so did my will to live. It was for parents, then my siblings, because if it was for me I'd be long gone. And I'd probably be happier in resting and awake.
Oh so God help me fight these demons fighting in my head. Forcing me to fulfill my desires and deprive my friends and family of my existence.
Or take me and save me the pain of choosing to suffer over letting them suffer the pain for me.
-snow
