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#things keep getting worse and worse and i have to accept that it is fine#i can feel everything slipping from my hands#my body is failling it feels like the seems on my every appendage is ripping and no one can supply me thread#every time i sit there waiting for my last step to slip n for me crack my skull on the very tile that wore my ankles thin#erosion is a process of water breaking down rock into a finer powder#rock is then used to errode the bone of those poor enough to need positions where they stand on it daily#no light comforts exist for them anything other than a paycheck is asking too much#people have to respect you first before tuey give you pity#and wouldn't you know it? no one respects failed black men
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#whats next?#when you fight and cower and scream#you get out#what do you whenever your done#can you finally allow yourself to feel safe?#or do you prepare yourself for the next assault#trench warfare is a dangerous thing#but i think im ready for the next call
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#here again is really fun#i healed since my last entry i also got a new way to hurt myself#but its not hitting the same as it was#ive been planning to pick up old habits but it would be harder since there are now ppl who actually care about me#physical injuries are harder to cover up when you have folks worried about you 24/7#so i plan on doing it few and far between#if so many people are pushing for your demise is it suicide? i mean if everyone is digging their claws into asking for more blood#if u eventually quit trying to resist and bleed yourself dry#is it really something that others would blame you for#or is this way of thinking in itself deadly#if you die for others its noble but if you die on your own you'd be selfish#both can't exist#both cannot be true#for now i will chose to die for others#but if there is any way to do this that doesn't leave me feeling this way i would like to find it#im tired of these leeches taking away the only thing i have#but its the only way i can survive#its the only way any of us can#at least i know im not hated#i just have to carry the weight of the love i give#and hope the stress and depression that comes with that weighs less than it does
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#posting this here cause i know no one will see it#i am in the uncomfortable position of relaxing while my partner is kinda forced to finish the work i haven't completed#i lay hearing her work diligently while i relax with my leg up#she has to the work of two people while im just lazing about#i hear the dishes clatter#her speaking to herself about the stress and anger shes under#not anything she feels good doing but i know she's angry with me#not conciously of course its not like i broke my ankle on purpose#maybe she was tired before and this is her final straw#maybe ive been lazing about doing fuckall while she works to keep the ship stable#this is the ultimate form of what ive been doing#bringing the relationship down to where all the responsibility lies onto one persom#there is no easy way to talk about this#rationializing this only ends in seld harm as i expect my fears have translated into this physical injury#i litterally broke a part of my body and am blaming myself for not being able to help the ones i love the most anymore#if there is life after death i would find a way to not mourn the life that id lost#id use it as an excuse in order to blame myself for how my death would inconvince people#im pathetic
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