"𝐁𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐞𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥."
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Poems which are a raw and unfiltered expression of inner turmoil and emotional turbu...
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You can never know what's going through the other person's head. They could be smiling at you and still be thinking about killing themselves.
I know, because yet again, I've been there and done that.
Music helped me a lot. It was there for me when I needed something to hold on to; it was something that I could always relate to. The lyrics made me feel understood and heard, unlike other things in my life.
You cannot judge a person by the choices they make because you never know what options they have. At least they chose to survive. On the other hand, I chose the other option, and yet again, I failed.
I always feel like a failure, no matter what I do; it just never seems to be enough for anyone.
Physical pain is the only thing that helps me escape the prison, which I have made up in my own mind; pain cuts pain out for me.
I am terrified of myself and of what I'm capable of doing to myself and others around me. There's just so much hate, rage, and anger built up that I never learned a way to release it.
All because I didn't want to make the other person in front of me uncomfortable, I destroyed myself in the process.
