666thereaperofsoulz
Member
- May 9, 2023
- 34
I am a broken soul, a prisoner of my own mind. Every day is a battle, a constant struggle to keep myself alive. The pain that consumes me is insatiable, and the only relief I find is in the cold touch of a sharp blade against my skin.
I am not seeking attention, nor sympathy. I am simply tired of living in this never-ending darkness. The demons in my head never rest, their voices echoing in my mind, telling me I am worthless, a burden to those around me.
I have tried to fight this war within myself, but I am losing. Each day, the urge to end it all grows stronger. The thought of death brings me a sense of peace, a way to finally escape the torment that is my existence.
So please, do not preach to me about getting help or finding inner strength. I am beyond that. And I have accepted that I will never win this battle.
I am not seeking attention, nor sympathy. I am simply tired of living in this never-ending darkness. The demons in my head never rest, their voices echoing in my mind, telling me I am worthless, a burden to those around me.
I have tried to fight this war within myself, but I am losing. Each day, the urge to end it all grows stronger. The thought of death brings me a sense of peace, a way to finally escape the torment that is my existence.
So please, do not preach to me about getting help or finding inner strength. I am beyond that. And I have accepted that I will never win this battle.