The World - Me = No More Problems

Writings From The Unknown13

(sobbing)

i just wanna go to sleep and then wake up the next morning and get ready for school.

i want to take a hot bath but i need to wash my hair.

i dont want to wash my hair but i need to and i did.

im having another demonic anxiety attack...

where i pull my hair and i scream bloody murder...

and scratch my face and kick walls...

and punch walls and cry for hours!!!

ive been thinking about seeing a therapist again for a while now.

i cant stop crying.

right now i just want to go to sleep and never wake up...

but then when i do wake up..

i dont feel like that anymore.

I AM NOT OKAY!!!

all because my brother cant wake the fuck up on his own!!!

he pushes me to this point!!!!

and my father tells me to do the dishes and my brother doesnt do shit!!!

my dad tells me to clean my room when its messy but doesnt tell my brother to do shit!!!

and hes 19 and im fucking 17!!!

i get really weak once in a while..

and today just needs to end already.

im sick of it!!!

i really am!!!

its just the little things that i hold inside that makes me explode!!!!

i just think about how there wouldnt be any more problems in the world if i wasnt on earth...

  • Author: Writings From The Unknown13 (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 16th, 2018 07:23
  • Comment from author about the poem: i wrote this yesterday as i was crying i haven't had a break down like this since over a year ago the first time i had this kind of break down was the summer after my 9th grade year in 2016 i do not use any metaphors in this poem or any creative wording or anything like that the things that i said that i do when i have these break downs are really true i really do get like that
  • Category: Family
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Comments1

  • Nuana

    I really do feel you! Sometimes its good to have a breakdown and let all your emotions out. x

    • Writings From The Unknown13

      thank you and the thing is i can't talk to my dad about how I've been feeling because he isn't so good with reacting to tears



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