so many mistakes, all i want to take back.
bury it six feet under, let the amnesia hit me.
but as much as i want to, i cannot.
as selfish as it sounds, i want to escape.
disappear without a trace.
Tag: death
solution?
i am unsure about everything, and nothing.
as i lose my mind, i lose everyone.
each word said, one new mistake.
to permanently shut my mouth, means death.
much better.
story
let me tell you a story
of a girl who’s in love
in love with the thought
of being loved back
the sensation
the satisfaction
it was her resurrection
the love of her life was her founding savior
and she was a slave to it
she gave her everything
she gave it all
bit by bit, detail per detail
as she dug deep into the love of her life
she slowly lost herself
buried in the dirt
was her heart
along with her lover
never to be seen again
Scary.
At time like these, I don’t mind getting hit by a truck and dying on the spot.
As someone who’s afraid of death, this is a frightening thought.
my mind 