My Last Resort

I'm sitting in this empty room as dark as the midnight skies, placed right in the corner so no one can hear my cries. There's a knife right in front of me waiting to be used and a million questions running through my head making me more confused. I don't know what to do with my life and I wish I could just run away, but I just keep telling myself "just make it through one more day". This time it didn't work and I went to pick up the knife, I raised it up high reviewing my whole life. I thought about my friends and family and how much they'd be hurt, but the pain I felt inside overcame me and I started lowering my hands closer to my shirt. As tears stream down my face, my heart beats faster, the knife now inches away I think about how my life turned out to be such a disaster. I suck it up and turn my head, and just as it hits me I jump from my bed. My heart was beating so fast and I started to cry, that girl in the dream was me and I didn't know why, but then I remembered that hers and my life were exactly the same and theres no one else here that I can blame. Each day I go through gets harder and harder to enjoy but all I can do is sit here and hope for the best even though my life only consists of being depressed.

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