It’s so late. I am so hurt. I can’t anymore. Why does life cause so much pain??

Breaking into pieces

My heart feels like it might break and I don't know how to fix it. Pain is never ending reality. I feel suffocated inside myself. I'm drowning.

Torture Device: Me

It's midnight. The house is quiet. Too quiet almost. I can hear myself think. I hear my brain spinning. Endless thoughts are going through it. Around and around my mind spins. Replay, replay, and replay. I can see it all again. I can feel it all again. Just like it's happening again. But it's not happening. I know it's not. I know. But then why? Why must my brain taunt me. You see, it's easy to relive moments. You can remember things very easily. Think about it. Happy moments in your life. Your first car, first date, your favourite birthday party, just think of something memorable! It's vivid. You remember the details. What you saw, what you heard, what you could smell, and all the little things that made those moments special! Now that's what I'm doing. Just in the wrong way. I am reliving the past. Walking down the horrible memory lane of my scars. Each wound. Each cut inflicted in my heart. And that's why I am tortured. That's why I am my own torture device. I am always with me. I can never escape my own mind. Never....