*TW:SH*
I sat here as the day went by thinking and just thinking about all things that would make me happy yet not even the things I love were able to.
I watched as the blue turned black and the fluffy white clouds turned into twinkling little lights and yet all I could think of was hurting myself and the pain that followed each thought tracing those water droplets on the windows wishing I'd leave my own skin, shed it because of how tired I was of cutting into it yet it somehow always seemed to heal but not because I hate it but because it doesn't deserve my hate it has done nothing wrong because it is just me who punishes me for being me. so I let those tears fall today but not for my pain but for the hate of myself and the harm I have caused to my skin.
