I am waking up again. My eyes are sore, my body aches all over, and I feel so tired. I roll over to look out of the window to see the night sky. I have been in bed all day, and I really couldn't care less.

I haven't eaten or drank anything or days and now my body is starting to feel the worst of it. I may just starve myself to death. It will be the easy way out of life. 

"Why, why, whyyyyyyyyyyy" I roll over and bury my face into the pillow, again. 

Death would be a sweet release for me right now. I wish I could die in this bed right here, right now. 

I've tried to stay strong for the past 20 years, but it is just too hard. 

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