From the day I was born I knew I was a mistake. I knew my life was wrong and inessential for the ones around me. I mean face it when your own sister tells you on a daily basis that she wishes you were never born and that I would never wake up from my slumber, you know you aren't worth their time.
I couldn't leave though. My mum was ill and I had to take care of her. And I was scared. I always acted that I was okay...that I was fine, dandy, chipper. If only they knew the pain the suffering the insanity that coursed through my vains. My attitude cold and words harsh I became a brick wall - made of super absorbent sponge - but anything you threw at it would not seem to effect it but it was taken in.
When you see a knife and think of blood running down your wrists that's not good...
But then you find love in your own blood
And can't stop
The sensation
The relief
The satisfaction
The deserved pain
It's all worth it in the end....
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When You Find Love In Your Own Blood
RandomA story of a young person finding them self's and going through tough times....Like schizophrenia best friends bullying and mental illnesses. lets hope he get through this....NO SPOILERS Sequel coming soon
