I was extremely overwhelmed with a bunch of things that had happened.
I want to scream until I'm sure I won't be able to talk,
I want to cry until there are no more tears left
I want to punch my bag and the wall until my knuckles bleed and my hands won't stop shaking.
Angry??
Depressed??
Fearful??
Pressured??
Yes, yes, yes, and yes. I'm sorry, I'm angry at the world. I'm depressed because I'm lost, confused, and I don't know how to be better. I'm fearful because of the many possibilities, and the majority of them that crash and burn. I'm pressured by some of my family members, my friends, my "friends," and sadly myself.
I WANT TO SCREAM UNTIL I'M SURE I WON'T BE ABLE TO TALK,
I WANT TO CRY UNTIL THERE ARE NO MORE TEARS LEFT,
I WANT TO PUNCH MY BAG UNTIL MY KNUCKLES BLEED AMD MY HANDS WON'T STOP SHAKING.
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Just Some Shit
Non-FictionI write things down when I don't want to forget what I was feeling at a certain time and place. I don't have to be happy or joyful to want to remember, sometimes I want to remember the pain, and the anger I've felt so I wrote it down I hope if you r...
