My life is hell

my life is hell

my life is like hell
everything in my head is dark
i don't feel well
it's not a rainbow park
with unicorns and colors
there are a couple spots not black yet
but it goes fast
the colors, i can't forget
but
i'm depressed
it gets darker every day
i hate this
i don't want the depression to stay
but i can't change it
i wish that i could fly
i wish i could be an angel
but when i die
i won't go to heaven
i will go to hell
my life is hell, i don't know why
but i know i hate it
everything is bad
i lost the colors
my world is black and grey
everyday
i don't think this will ever change
i will get used to this
but the colors, i will miss
i miss my life how it was
but now, everything is different
i wish i could fly,
fly away from this life
and that the colors will come back again
that my life gets better
and that i will end up in heaven
it's not my time to go yet, i know
i'm young
i won't, i will stay
and i will keep fighting, fighting through every day.
i'm a warrior
i'm strong

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  • Alleidis

    Heel sterk dat je door gaat, ondanks dat alles nu zo zwart lijkt. Ik hoop dat je je gauw wat beter gaat voelen, en dat het niet meer voelt alsof je in een hel leeft. Je verdiend het, net als ieder ander.
    Don't let life change your smile, change life with your smile.

    1 decennium geleden

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