Depressing Stories

-~ Blood Roses ~-

I held these roses in my hand just thinking about my best friend who hurt me, people didn't even know that I even existed , people didn't care of what they say really hurts. I think to myself and hear voices in my head to "kill myself, I don't belong here, why do u even keep trying to be someone who I am not, ur worthless, no one wants u here".

I have been depressed and harmful a lot. I cry myself to sleep every night. I stopped eating I started to become anorexic it became an everyday thing. I look at the roses still in my hand and I crushed them and saw that I was bleeding I didn't care so I kept watching the blood flow down my arm and into the water.