I know what is going to make me feel better…
Starving..
it will take all the heartache and pain away,
I will be in control,
I will become invisible..
a floating soul
I have the terrible urge just to cry, but somehow every time I do cry people tell me that I should stop it. Strange. Those are the people I allow to cry on my shoulder, tell me their problems.. I’m listening, not judging, nothing, just listening… but when it comes to me? I need to stop crying, they don’t have time to listen, and they don’t care about my problems as theirs are bigger than mine.
When will they listen? When I do something to end it all? Something they will call ‘stupid’ and I will call ‘freedom’ from everything that hurts so much?
I stopped the cutting part of my self harm some time ago, but that doesn’t mean that I do not sometimes wish to have something sharp, sharp enough to cut to the core of everything, spread the wound open, let all the ugly and bad and sad bleed out? I have that feeling now. Its so overwhelming.
I wish people would physically hurt me, so that I can show someone and say ‘here, I am hurt’, whereas now they hurt my feelings, play fucked up mind games, and no one ‘sees’ it..
But then again, I am probably not even worth it.