I dont see my depression going anywhere. I spend entire nights forcing myself to not to take my own life, But why? Why the fuck do i bother if i have nothing to ease this overwhelming pain, noone to take my hand and tell me everything will be alright? I have noone who could ever even try to understand my pain, the hatred that burns in me like a million suns. I honestly wonder how my head just doesnt explode some nights. And the more lonely nights i spend with just my thoughts, my knife, and my tears the more I wish I could just die. I dont know what to do, I truely dont.
Srry if you had the misfoutune of reading this, This is the only place I felt safe sharing this.