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.