She started to write songs.
Because she was quite musical.
And the tunes hid the words.
Masked the truth like her smile masked her scars and her misery.
They had titles.
'Last Night, Just Another Cut, Dreams of Death, All the Ways to Die.'
'Neco Me, Darkness, Incompetence, Deity, Stardust, Breaking.'
('Neco Me' translates as 'I Am Killing Myself' in Latin.)
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One More Life
RandomA short story told as a collection of poem style parts. It centres around the life of a girl as she struggles with depression, self harm and suicide. Potential trigger warning.
