SilenceForSilence
April 28th, 2011, 05:59 PM
It's been over two years since she died. She was so kind. I've still never had the chance to mourn the loss. My girlfriend of a yeah and a third, who has recently mutually broken off the relationship with me, can no longer fill my mind with tasks to maintain her wellbeing. A gaping emptiness is now left in me. I don't want to talk to real people about my sister. My family avoids the subject at all costs. I promised my ex girlfriend I wouldn't hurt myself if she didn't, but since that promise is nullified, self harm has crossed my mind. My sister died in a fire, as you know if you have read my previous posts. I've been thinking of that a lot. I've never tried buning before. Only cutting. But maybe i should just go all the way, go the same way she did. It would be a horribly painful experience, I know. I feel so guilty just living. Breathing hurts. My conscience is so harsh on me. I like it that way, though. Surely, nothing in life is tangible. Perhaps everything in life is a dream. I've been dreaming for 17 years? Time is a lie. My sister used to be suicidal. She has been since she was a little girl. She was 36 years old. She had 4 kids. My mom told me what made her so depressed was that she was molested when she was 7 years old. And here I am. I'm healthy. I have a wonderful family. I am a talented musician. I have been growing for many years, but time is a lie. My sister was trapped in a garage fire when she died. She didn't have a choice to live. I do. But I can't keep living this dream that the world will keep moving. The world is only as good to a person as his or her view of it. I see a beautiful world that I can't take part in anymore. I can't relate to people as awesome as Fiction, Kaya, Love.Hate, GeorgiaMay, Broken Inside, and others who at least are moving somewhere, whether forward or backward. I'm stuck. I'm considering slitting my wrists in a warm bath, but it's too easy to change your mind. Then again, standing drenched in gasoline holding a match and its box is a situation equally easy to change your mind. Another choice is to keep living, but even that is too easy of a situation to change your mind from. I miss my sister. I've been missing her for a very long time. But it doesn't matter. Time is a lie, and life is a dream.