As dark as my soul

For as long as I can remember, my thoughts have always been dark. I think of death on a daily basis. I think about every possible way I could die, or end my life. I’m dark. Everything about me is dark.

I want love. In all the wrong places. I want sex, from all the wrong people. I’m full of lust and sadness. I love how dark sex is. I love and hate the feeling of someone wanting my body. I don’t know my thoughts are jumbled. I highly doubt I’m making since. I love doing bad things. They make me feel amazing. With cutting there comes release, with pills there becomes a euphoric high. With alcohol there comes lust.

Note to all: I’m pretty sure I’m going insane right now

3 thoughts on “As dark as my soul”

  1. Maybe you won’t feel so ‘dark’ when you’ve got ailments because of you doing bad things, plenty of people will do bad things to you so shouldn’t you use your energy in keeping your body in great shape? Do you want them to catch you weak and sick?

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