Stress has gotten me so bad,It has me puking.For some reason, I believed it would take care of all my problemshelp me forget what I did not want to remember.Why am I doing this to myself?Laying on the cold tub, cold water washing all over me.barely able to move...
God that smell...Never again I told myself.But I keep doing it and I don't know why...I keep doing it.
WHY DO I KEEP DOING IT?!
who am I fooling, I know deep down...the reason I'm doing it.
Empty hopefully wishes, I'll never get.
- Written May 22th, 2018
About the Creator
Cassiie Etienne
28 years old. I have been writing for as long as I could remember. For some reason writing was the only way I could express myself when I was younger and it still is one of the best ways I express myself.
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