please.

please please please please please please please please please help me. 

i don’t know who to cry to, where to look in, what to do.

i can’t do this. i cant i cant i cant ic ant i cant i cant cicant.   please

it hurts to breathe and walk and eat and exist and sit and drive and live.

my emotions are becoming too much to handle and overstimulating on top of the layers of pain and different sensations that originate directly from or caused by my back. please spare me. i can’t keep doing this. the migraines. i can’t.

it feels pointless to scream or cry, i have no hope in finding help or care for me. best i can do is keep numbing the pain or hiding it behind painkillers until that causes something else to fail. 

i can’t keep pushing. i don’t. want to. it hurts.  it hurts too much.

i feel like i’m putting an order of magitude worth of effort to get half the output and i want to stop trying, to stop doing that.

please. 

let this be over soon.  

i can’t keep doing this for long.  

it feels so isolating and cold and frigid to be in pain without any resources or anyone caring for it. i’m somehow too young, it will somehow ‘just pass in due time’.

please. 

someone.  somebeing.  anyone.  anything. 

please see me. please tell me i’m not suffering in vain. i keep crying my silence because it seems to be the only one who understands.

i want this to end

i dont want to die but i also dont want to live in misery forever. please.

i dont know what to do, i dont know what else to do.

i’m sorry for being a burden and being miserable.
just.
someone.  please tell me i’m not invisible. 

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