12/17/18 - fuck it
this is too much
it's just too much
you keep pushing all this on me
i barely have room for myself
stop talking
stop breathing
you're stressing me out
can't you see that i'm close to breaking?
I can't take this shit anymore
this place
these people
they're all too much for me
they all just gossip
put people down
become a nuisance to us all
please
just leave
let me live
or die
fuck it
just let me die
CZYTASZ
Dark Times
PoezjaA collection of poems I've wrote when at my lowest points. I post them to satisfy the need to "talk" to other people- screaming into the void, if you will. **TW: depression, suicide, self harm, sexual abuse. No need to reach out and ask if i'm okay...
