they forgot I had feelings too, did they?

Tired

Tired.

I am so tired.

Tired of

Caring

Pretending

Trying.

I wish there was an escape.

One where I could sleep forever.

Somewhere

I could never be hurt again.

Never cry again.

Never open my eyes again.

But how could I get to that place,

when I am stuck here?

What do I have to do to get there?

A big bottle of Advil.

A knife.

A rope.

A bridge.

A train.

Which one will cause me the least pain?