It’s getting bad again.
I can’t seem to purge those thoughts from my mind.
Every time I close my eyes I see them.
Flashes of my lifeless body.
Hanging from a rope.
In a pool of my blood.
Walls painted red.
All the ways I’d like to remove myself from this wicked world.
My sleep is plagued with nightmares.
My appetite overshadowed by self hatred.
During the day Im haunted by my memories.
During the night I relive them.
I just want to stop hurting.
Why can’t I stop hurting.