I don't want to hear from myself anymore.
I don't want to have anything to do with me anymore.
I'm too complicated and I'm coming to exhaustion.
Why is it so difficult to try to understand yourself?
Every day I try to repeat myself and repeat to myself that I will succeed, that I will be fine too, that I'm strong.
But the next day, here I am again, with the razor blade in one hand and the bottle in the other, with my legs no longer able to hold me.
Why does it all have to be so complicated?
Why is everything bad?
I don't even know what I want anymore.
The minutes, the hours, the days... pass more and more slowly and I am always on the same bed destroying myself more and more every day.
I don't want to be around anymore.