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(Entry #6)
Dear diary
It's me shadow again
Its April 19th
And I'm sitting on my bed feeling sick to my stomach, feels like I took a bat to the chest and I can't breathe, I try to get up on my feet but I can't, where's my inhaler cuz I can't even find it, I'm loosing the air that I breathe, my vision getting blurry, that I can't even see, trying to walk around the room holding up these walls that are trying to fall onto of me, I hurt myself so bad that I dont know what do, I'm so fucken lost right now, that I don't even know where I put my gun, did I place it underneath my seat, or did I use all bullets and kept the shells hidden, I dont know but good thing I didn't find it, cuz I'll probably be fighting myself to pull the trigger, but I guess I'm not ready to go to hell tonight, cuz I'm not giving up yet.
It's me shadow again
Its April 19th
And I'm sitting on my bed feeling sick to my stomach, feels like I took a bat to the chest and I can't breathe, I try to get up on my feet but I can't, where's my inhaler cuz I can't even find it, I'm loosing the air that I breathe, my vision getting blurry, that I can't even see, trying to walk around the room holding up these walls that are trying to fall onto of me, I hurt myself so bad that I dont know what do, I'm so fucken lost right now, that I don't even know where I put my gun, did I place it underneath my seat, or did I use all bullets and kept the shells hidden, I dont know but good thing I didn't find it, cuz I'll probably be fighting myself to pull the trigger, but I guess I'm not ready to go to hell tonight, cuz I'm not giving up yet.
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