You’re so beautiful. With your long, black hair. Your green eyes sparkle in the sunlight. Your olive skin so perfect and flawless. But behind closed doors. You’re a monster. Not to anyone else but to yourself. Why do you do this? Why do you sit in your room with you door locked and the light dim with a blade on your wrist? Let me help you. I want to see your amazing smile. I need it to be real, need to know you are happy again. One night you took too many pills. Did you want to leave this world? You were rushed to the hospital. You were sent far away for so long. I needed to hold you and tell you everything was alright. You’re back now but not okay. Please don’t do this again. You deserve a life of happiness and joy. You’re beautiful. So Beautiful.
