You think you always have to stay positive for other people.
Be happy.
Smile more.
But you just want to break down,
Cry,
Scream.
You want to scream,
Until you can't talk anymore,
And your throat hurts.
You want to cry,
Until you can't cry anymore,
And your eyes can barely stay open.
You feel like you've been stabbed in the chest,
And you're slowly dying,
A painful death.
A razor has open your wrists in harsh slashes,
And you like to watch it bleed.
You like the pain,
Throbbing headaches,
Sore throats.
And you like the feeling of death.
YOU ARE READING
Cry
Poetry100 word stories. - warning! Talks about suicide, self harm, abuse, etc. read at your own risk. this is your only trigger warning. -
