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“We hear voices in our heads that tell us every single thing that we do not want to hear. It’s hard to drown or over-power it, but it’s not impossible. One day, everyone in this world will find happiness. Just be patient.”
TW: Mentions of suicide. Foul language.
Why are you still alive? You hate your life. So just go die already. Why do you want to be a disappointment to everyone around you? No one cares, so just jump off a cliff or hang yourself. You are not worth anything. Why do you still not accept that?
“I accept it. I hate my life.”
Mom. Dad. You love them. Don’t you? They deserve a better son. You are this worthless pile of shit that they had to unfortunately look after. Do you still believe that they’re doing everything for you? Why are you making them suffer this much? Let them free of your junky weight.
“I’m sorry for all the trouble I’m causing my family.”
No one cares about you. Your friends just pity your pathetic condition. You really are good at earning sympathetic glances. You are a fucking bastard. Your friends don’t actually care. How can you even think that you have true friends? You’re so dumb.
“I know, I don’t really have true friends.”
You seem to know everything. So you’re acting dumb? Why the hell do you seem so nonchalant all the time? You don’t give a fuck about anything around you. You are so fake, it’s a miracle that no one knows the real you. Your mask has to fall some day. You are a rascal and you know it. So just let everyone know that as well.
“I don’t really care genuinely. So why bother trying?”
How many people have you lied to? You lie so much, your entire life seems to be woven out of lies. How do you remember all these unrealistic crap that you spout? All this is nonsense. Do you even bother to think about what your lies will do to others? Why do you lie so much!? You don’t deserve all these people who genuinely think good about you. Why? Because you’re a filthy contemptible fool who does nothing but hurt others with your fake words.
“I know I lie but-”
No if’s and but’s. Just agree that you are a lowlife. You are so paranoid. Everyone is trying. Why can’t you at least try to be a little friendly? You act like a prick, you son of a bitch! No one dares to say this to your face because you are a jerk.
“I don’t trust anyone. That doesn’t mean I’m a jerk!”
You are a jerk. You just ignore the fact that you’re hurting everyone. Scoundrels like you are so rude. Your parents are going through a tough time. Do you even realize that? They do so much for you but all you do is act like a jackass. You ask for more when you don’t even deserve what you’re getting right now!
“Am I such a burden?”
Of course you are, dunce-head. Use that brain of yours once in a while. You are so fucking pathetic. Why the hell are you still alive? GO KILL YOURSELF!!! You do not belong here! Just fuck off, pathetic jerk.
“I don’t belong here. I’m better off dead.”
You hate your fucked-up life. You just trouble your family all the time. You don’t even have true friends. You don’t give a fuck about anything or anyone. You act like a bitch. Why do you lie so much? You are the biggest jerk in this world and the greatest burden a person could ask for. Why bother still living when you are nothing but a terrible curse? When the world around you looks so beautiful, why are you the only one who looks so despicable? Just erase yourself and your bullshit life from here!
“Please. Stop. I can’t bear to hear this anymore. I need sleep. I can’t keep up anymore.”
Sleep!? Go kill yourself! You’ll be able to sleep for how much ever you want to. Sleep, and NEVER wake up! No one needs you here. Understand this, no one cares, you yourself do not care. Your life is pointless. Can’t you get these simple words to stick into your brain!? How much of an idiot are you?
“I’m all alone in this world. Why can’t I be happy?”
These voices... these dreadful voices... they were getting louder. And it was frightening. Not only was the voice so brutally honest, it was also slowly consuming the boy’s heart. It was tearing at his consciousness, turning him numb to feelings. It was starting to take control of him. Completely. And he was not fighting it back.
No.
He wanted to fight it. But couldn’t.
