[221] I just wanna die.
[222] I wanted to talk about it.
Damn it.
I wanted to scream.
I wanted to yell.
I wanted to shout about it.
But, all I could do was whisper, "I'm fine,"
[223] She sat alone,
alone and at home,
where her screams were silent,
but her mind was violent
her insecurities hid deep inside
and they did indeed eat her alive
A tear rolled down her face
as her heart began to race
She took her blade and tore her skin
where her depression lied deep within
This went on for days, months, years,
and until she cried her very last tears
She decided that she had enough
The world around her was tough too much
She took a gun to her head
Congratulations Society,
SHE IS DEAD.
[224] "I have more scars than friends."
[225] Fake smiles
Dried eyes
scratched wrists
bruised thighs
white pills
rope ries
gun loaded
SUICIDE.
[226] "I am good for a while. I'll talk more, laugh more. Sleep and eat normally. But then something happens. Like a switch turns off somewhere. And all I am left with is the darkness of my mind. But each time it seems like I sink deeper and deeper. And I am scared... Terrified that one day I won't make it back up. I feel like I am gasping for air. Screaming for help. But everyone just looks at me with confused faces. Wondering what I am struggling over when they are all doing just fine. And it makes me feel like crazy. What the hell is wrong with me?"
[227] I tell everyone to be strong, knowing that I am the weakest person in the world.
[228] I am never truly happy. Some days, I am just a little sad than others.
[229] GIRL: I'm depressed.
SOCIETY: You're overreacting..
GIRL: I cut myself.
SOCIETY: It's for attention.
GIRL: *kills herself*
SOCIETY: We didn't see the signs.
[230] "At night, I can't sleep. In the morning, I can't wake up."
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𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓭 𝓪𝓰𝓪𝓲𝓷
Random"Here I go again.. trap in this mess mind.. just a typical depressed girl always been through.." ○ Book filled with depression, sad, anxiety thoughts ○
