Weirdo

I remember so vividly begging to make the pain go away

but when it stopped I wanted it to come back

because now I felt nothing at all

so I dressed myself in clothes baggy and black

so maybe I could dissipear,

I want to end it all

because then maybe I will feel something other then anger and fear

I try so depreatly to make myself cry

sometimes I manage to shed a tear

the pain didn't go away, it spread to every inch of my body

until there was no more room for whimpering tears