Short Heartbreaking Stories

Help

* Inside the head of a girl you has tried to get help.*

I don't understand what is going on with me. I don't feel tired, I don't feel hungry, and I don't feel happy what is going on. I started to cut myself again. Why? I need to feel pain. I was think to myself why can't I tell the truth to them.

I want some one to hold me. What did I do to derserve this kind of pain? Why do I hate myself so much just to see if I bleed from cutting. I seem to lay in bed with my eyes wide open waiting for sleep to catch me, but it doesn't. I thought of killing myself again. I seem to have no worth anymore. I try asking for help but no one was listening. No matter how loud I am no one seems to hear me. I need to talk to someone yet no one is listening to me. I try and try yet the words I want to say pack their bags and leave me. I am sorry to all of those who told me that I can trust them yet. Tho the only person I trust already has enough on their plate and I don't want her to worry about me. It's not like I don't trust her, I just don't want anyone to worry about me. I am just a waste of space. I have zero worth to anyone.

Authors pov

That very night she took the blade and cut her arm. As the blood dripped down her arm she smiled. She thought "Finally I am not afraid of doing this again." The pill bottle was sitting on the bathroom counter. She reached up and grab the bottle not caring how many she took. The empty bottle fell to the floor along with her.

The end