I remember the year i tried to kill myself. i remember the exact day, time, and place. but most of all, i remember how hopeless i felt. isn't it sad how broken someone must be to do such a thing? it's the feeling as though everything's dark. that there's not a single light to be found. it's that empty feeling of waking up every day and just immediately wanting to go back to bed. when you're just so tired of your pain that you become convinced there's no other choice. it's not even the feeling of wanting to die. it's the feeling of giving up because you've tried so hard and you still don't understand how it feels to be alive. Likes ©Priyanka sarkar ##Death
