they kept asking her if she was okay.
she said she was fine,
but she knows deep inside
that she's not.because she knows,
that she's torn and she's broken. that her scars will never heal
as her mind dies inside.she feels numb,
numb from the pain,
from everything.
her thoughts haunting her.
and everyday she kept asking when, when will it stop?because she's going mad.
but the voices in her head
won't shut up.
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Midnight Thoughts || EDITING
PoetryAt the strike of midnight, we wonder. - ⚠️ trigger warning for mentions of suicide and panic attacks. est. 2016 dreamershey