mirror

I don't care to admit that it's getting hard. That it hurts to be dropped.That not everything is okay. And this isn't okay. GOD. I'm hating this.
I can't look in the mirror, I can't stay in my room, I can't stay happy. They say pain is temporary, but hell this is taking forever.

Searching to be Gone

It goes away like the sun, but comes as fast as lightening. The feelings inside of me are roaring like tidal waves and crashing into my very soul, taking out each organ one by one, washing me out and draining everything. I don't feel like myself anymore. I don't feel like it matters, like I matter, like anything matters. Losing myself day by day, hour by hour. Can't I just be lost?

Black

A numbness is spreading.
the noise is fading into silence
the light is turning into darkness
The senses seem to be escaping.
A pressure builds in the chest, like a breath you can’t get out
Your heart pumping a million beats a minute
Your brain is spinning and going out of control
A bright light beings flashing through your head
A scream pierces your skin as it all goes black.
The noise, the light, the thoughts, your life.
Black.