Chapter 1- Help Me.
Today I cut.
I cut my stomach, and my wrists.
I threw up all my food.
I got shoved in the halls.
I can't stop seeing the demons.
They're inside my head.
They keep whispering things to me.
They want me to die.
I want to die.
I'm tired of living this nightmare.
I'm tired of breathing.
Who wants to drown me?
Can I drown myself?
I need to cut again.
I just cut and cut and cut and eventually I'll hit a vein.
I wish someone would understand me.
I wish someone was like me.
I wish someone goes through the same things I do.
I wish a lot of things.
None of them will come true.
So here I am, sitting and wishing my life was better.
I cry myself to sleep every night, hoping it'll get better.
Better.
Better?
Nope.
Nothing will get better.
Won't
Someone
Please
Help
Me?
