do i have anything left to destroy?
if my life began as something i will be sure to end it as nothing.
torture.
who is the prisoner here?
me or my mind?
who is the captor, who is the captive.?
"its all a bundle of negative thoughts sweetie and that is up for repair"
there's no helping me because i will not reach out to grab the hand that is reaching., i drown willingly. i drown. i will drown.
have you ever attempted it? i do, nearly every time i bathe. hold myself under., see how long i can last, take a breathe. ive even placed a wet towel over my face to suffocate. that would be the way, it could work. but whose bath? where? id have to stay in a hotel, and put a sign on the door. warning the maids, noone wants to find a dead body.
