Most think they hurt
I am completely numb to them.
I've lived in a broken family for many years
So I'm used to people leaving me.
But this one.
It just sparked something inside me.
I don't know what.
My hormones say sit there and cry.
My psycho tendencies say laugh about it.
My brain says smash something and watch it shatter like your heart.
My depression says do the one thing your good at.
Cut.
I promised so many people I wouldn't.
But it seems like such a good idea!
It takes away so much pain.
But I can't.
It would be too noticeable.
It would get me back into the habit.
Well how the hell am I supposed to deal with this?!
I can't handle it like a normal fucking person. because I'm not a normal person!
YOU ARE READING
It's just me.
Non-FictionThis is just one of those things I did because I can. It makes me feel oddly better. I mean I guess you could call this a venting space. But I prefer online journal. Thanks for reading. See you.
