• I'm tired of being stuck in the past, of always being left behind.
    I'm tired of waking up and wanting nothing more than to go back to sleep.
    I'm tired of feeling alone in a room full of people.
    I'm tired of being the one standing in the crowd, watching everyone walking past.
    I'm tired of not wanting anything out of my life, or worse, wanting it but not doing anything to achieve it.
    I'm tired of wanting the blade to glide across my wrist.
    I'm tired of wanting to watch the crimson liquid to flow freely from my veins, to relieve and get rid of the filth that causes my dreams to fail and my wants to dissolve.
    I'm tired of never wanting to wake up.
    I'm tired of feeling trapt.