Holes are like endless pits waiting to be dug. Voiceless cries are helpless soul needing a hand.
It's all deeper than we think. We see a teenage outcast dead by suicide and society turns into a pool filled with sympathy. But why not before she was found hanging from a rope?
You over looked her. You saw a girl who was imperfect and unwanted. But the people who looked deeper saw someone in need of guidance and help. She was perfect in the eyes of the damaged. But society thinks other wise.
It was a world of black and white. But we saw other sides.
It was happy and good grades. But we saw sadness and blood trails, down arms.
It was kind and caring. But we saw someone in need of love and help, a caring smile.
It was just bad music. But we heard it as the words she couldn't say being screamed in your ears.
It was just a phase. But it was really her whole life that was being played in front of us if we didn't help.
What did you do?! Did you smile at her and mean it? Did you give her a hug and say she could talk to you?! No?
Then don't say you knew her! Don't say she was all those good things when you didn't know what she was going through. Don't think she did this because she could. She did it because she felt sad, scared, confused, alone, out of place and so much more that you over looked!
It's another suicide story that you didn't care to help or interfere to make a happier ending.
If only we would have looked deeper she would not have spilled and tied that noose she learnt on the internet.
It's another story and it will happen again, again and again. But what does society do? Shame it until someone in the community commits it. And if they attempt and fail. Society blame the victim. They say the victim is selfish and self centered, when really society sgould be trying to prevent this from happening again. That person had friends. Those friends might end up following.
That's one thing that's stopping me, myself, from committing. There's too many people that need my help. Once their okay and happy. If this depression is still on my shoulders then... I am saying goodbye to my friends for good. I'm sorry.
Hey guys! As you can kinda tell I'm not in the rightest of minds right now but I'm doing okay! I promise! It's just words on paper. Well internet. The next few will be ver sad so warnings. Sorry I've had so many things happen and I'm just having trouble so I'm writing it down. Remember Little Outcasts I'm here. Msg me if ya'll need a hand. I'm always here to help! *Whispers* It sometimes helps me too. But shhhh.
Any way hope you guys have a good week! I wish you adue! *Tips flannel patterned fedora* Bye Outcasts! Stay strong! <3 -Lix Writer
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Emotional Shorts
RandomThis is just a book of what I want to write down. I put it on here hoping it could help others see that their not alone. I would not call them stories or poems. Just thoughts that get stuck in my head for the day, or even just a scene I wish to add...
