Dawn0071111
Hungry Ghost
- Dec 9, 2018
- 570
I am on purpose stamping out any hope that tries to arise in me....Im not having it. I will not be duped again. Lured into some state where I reach, stretch.... no. I find that as my PTSD begins to subside, and my physical health improves.... hope tries to rear its ugly head. I begin to notice the beauty of flowers and the moon.
AHA! "Not this time..." I tell myself. Nope. Im not entertaining that rascal because I know he is trying to foil my plan to catch the bus. I've made up my mind & I won't let little stupid daydreams of a happy future deter me from reality. Id have to put in painful, excruciating, long, hard work to get the daydream... See thats what hope does to me. Its a tease. I hate that shit.
But I never thought I would see the day when hope became my enemy and I have to actively beat it down. I can't let myself get better. I won't. I am going to destroy myself little by little until I kill myself because I hate myself and hate life even more. No hope, you have no place here. You are late, Im turning you away. Goodbye hope... I will not heed your decietfulness.
AHA! "Not this time..." I tell myself. Nope. Im not entertaining that rascal because I know he is trying to foil my plan to catch the bus. I've made up my mind & I won't let little stupid daydreams of a happy future deter me from reality. Id have to put in painful, excruciating, long, hard work to get the daydream... See thats what hope does to me. Its a tease. I hate that shit.
But I never thought I would see the day when hope became my enemy and I have to actively beat it down. I can't let myself get better. I won't. I am going to destroy myself little by little until I kill myself because I hate myself and hate life even more. No hope, you have no place here. You are late, Im turning you away. Goodbye hope... I will not heed your decietfulness.