zdeweilx
It's over
- Dec 15, 2025
- 85
I hate seeing beauty or happiness around me when I'm having a bad day filled with dark thoughts.
The sun feels too bright, laughter too loud, everything too alive. It's not that I want others to suffer, but I just can't relate to it.
Their ease makes my heaviness feel even heavier. When my mind is dark, joy feels misplaced, like it belongs to another world I can't access.
I hate the sounds of life carrying on when my will to die lingers so heavily in my mind.
The sun feels too bright, laughter too loud, everything too alive. It's not that I want others to suffer, but I just can't relate to it.
Their ease makes my heaviness feel even heavier. When my mind is dark, joy feels misplaced, like it belongs to another world I can't access.
I hate the sounds of life carrying on when my will to die lingers so heavily in my mind.