The Unknown Part Of My Life

🍷Crimson Liquid🍷

I stood there in my locked room.
In the dark corner.
Cheeks stained with tears.
Eyes bloodshot.
Chest heaved in shuddering sobs.
I raised my knees to my chest as i felt my eyes get watery again.
I wanted to scream in agony. In anger. In pain.
I was suffocated.
The blood was leaking from my wounds, already forming a little pool of red liquid beside me. It hurt like hell. But not as much as my inner pain, it tore me apart.
My life is ruined, and it's no longer worth living.
I wanted to live in a world where what you are, makes you unique and special, and not "weird" or a "freak".
I wanted to live in a world of happiness and dreams.
I wanted to be away from all the haters and the mean people in this twisted world.
Peace, is all i ever wanted.
Acceptance, is all i ever desired.
Love, is all i ever dreamt of.
I'm done with crying.
I'm done with feeling worthless.
I'm done with acting like it doesn't kill me on the inside.
I'm so damn done with everything.
I look in the mirror.
Puffy eyes.
Makeup all over my cheeks.
Crimson Liquid dripping down my arms.
My hair is messy, due to being painfully pulled as i cried my heart out.
Legs shaky, because of the pain and loss of blood.
"I'm such a coward."
I smile.
A coward for not facing my fears.
For not Facing the world and screaming my acceptance for the way i look and the things i like.
For not standing up for myself when i had the opportunity, when i had my friend watching my back, i didn't have the courage.
I thought i didn't deserve this.
But, somehow, i maybe did.

Miserable.

That's how i looked, and felt.

Worthless.

Pathetic.

Miserable..