This Wensday will mark the one year annihilated of my friend/flatmate death, and to be honest for the past year. I've been trying to be strong and put a smile on my face when I feel like hell is being released inside of me and I have nobody to talk to.
I feel lost, alone and scared about my life and what in store for me. I have basically got no plan, I live in a hostel, where it isn't safe to walk outside anytime and everybody is too busy to talk to.
I am too drained just keep on fighting anymore. I wish I can but my walls have finally fallen. I honestly don't know how I going to rebuild this wall.
Goodnight everybody
Love you
Zanny
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