I'm scared
I can't decide whether to live or to die.
My mind feels unstable, it's slowly getting harder to breathe.
I guess this is a dark diary of mine...
I ask that no one gets to the point of on how I feel.
I'm scared of myself, I'm scared of my life.
I feel alone, that everyone around me is slowly going forward but I'm struggling.
I cannot afford to struggle.
I feel like life's a cliff and if my footing is gone I will fall and die.
Well, the edge I'm standing on is getting slowly smaller. I'm not sure if I can find a better ledge.
I'm trying.
At least I'm trying.
But there's a voice in my head that quite literally just said "tryings not good enough"