Helpless78Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgYdt3Q2zch
I had been feeling lost and alone for so long. I never found the right words to explain to anyone exactly how I felt, so I kept these feelings bottled up inside me.
But all that sadness and despair gradually built up, until it swallowed me whole. I was consumed by a deep, utter dejection—the kind that plagues your mind and soul until it becomes your very essence.
I had reached the point of utter hopelessness, a place where I was completely broken and helpless. I was in too deep, and I had no idea how to get out.
I felt like I was in a prison of my own making and had no way to escape. I had become too consumed by this forlorn state to realise that I was slowly killing myself.
For years, I had been living with a heavy weight on my shoulders, a deep ache in my chest, and a thick fog in my mind.
It was like I was stuck in a perpetual state of sadness and despair. I tried to fight it, but eventually it was too much for me. I had given up the fight, and the darkness had won.
My life eventually came to an end due to this dejection that had taken over me. I had been unable to express myself in the most meaningful way, so it was my own fault that I met my demise.
I will never forget the deep sadness and loneliness that I experienced for so long and the feeling of helplessness that consumed me up until my last breath.78Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJqpLfGeVWd
