Her mental state got worse.
She used to fix her problems with little scars
They got worse her old methods of fixing no longer helped.
She wouldn't sleep for weeks.
Pills to numb the pain no longer did the trick.
Sleeping all day would leave her waking up feeling as terrible as she did before.
She his from everyone because everyone told her, that her mental state was insignificant.
So she hid it from the world
And it ended up eating her alive.
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Poems. My storys into words.
شِعرMy poems. I'm not a professional, pretty far from it, these are really just my thoughts put into words.
