All I think about anymore is pain, torture, gore.

Every joint in my body hurts.

My head hurts from headaches,

My chest hurts from fights,

My eyes hurt from tears,

My hand hurt from self harm,

My limbs hurt from exhaustion.

What is the point of living if all I wish to do is die?

I can't reach anyone's expectations, not even my own. The only thing i can reach is insanity, and I will reach that soon.

My parents said "oh, we knew, we were seeing if you really would" when I admitted that I wanted to die. I... I dont know how to keep sane.

What did I say back? Nothing. At all. I'm a coward. An idiot. I deserve nothing but death. I will get nothing but death. I want nothing but death.

If there was a god, which I oh so much wish to have faith in. Would they not help us? Clearly not, they drive us mad, kill us and leave us to rot.

Why do I keep myself alive anymore...

There is no point.