Tattered-
Wish you could turn off the burning questions? Turn off the discriminating voices? Turn off all the mute sound.
Beg to close out the ugliness of the world, close out the filth, close out the light.
Long to cast away from yesterday, cast away from all the memories that are filled with horror, cast away all possiblities.
Pray you could somehow stop, somehow stop the sorrow, somehow end all the pain.
Depend on your thoughts, swallow the pills, cut a little deeper, put the gun to your chest.
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Passengers Seat
Teen FictionGabriel’s painful childhood memories can be silenced only through pills. Jessica has a secret that keeps her coming back to the razor. And Kit seems to have the perfect life on the outside, but his battle with his parents, his peers, and himself giv...
