ink.

Stop.

I was dancing and then I stopped. 

I was singing and then I stopped.

I was smiling and then I stopped. 

I was laughing and then I stopped.

I was loving and then I stopped. 

They told me to stop and so I did.

But they weren't understanding it yet;

 There’s nothing here for me.

So when one person told me to stop living;

I did.

But when I was in the process, they told me to stop again. 

Couldn't they understand; 

I'll never h e a l; 

Because when they told me those things; 

They weren't measuring the damage;

And so, they created a m o n s t e r. 

And when they told me to stop hurting myself,

 And stop my d e m o n s;

I was already tired of it all.

 I was tired of people commanding me. 

And so; 

I didn't s t o p. 

-mimi.

[sorry if this seems weird or offends anyone. i've never really written about this, but i was feeling inspired and wanted to make something like this, or sorta. you know. if you're struggling, D O N ' T  G I V E  U P. seriously.]