She likes to paint with a brush and a canvas, although nobody knows that her brush is a blade, and her canvas is her wrist. I am that girl. The girl who likes to paint with her blade and wrist, the girl who's too quiet to get help, the girl whom feels all alone. Will I get better? Will I stop painting? I honestly couldn't answer, but I know one thing; I will be strong and fight till the end.

'I'm so broken that I can feel it. I mean, I can physically feel it. This is so much more than being sad now. This is affecting my whole body and mind.'

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Poems and parts about suicide, self-harm, etc. *trigger warning* Some entries contain material not suited for some viewers, read at your own risk

On January 21, 2014, I tried to kill myself. This is the true story of what happened to me that morning, when my life changed forever. (Rated R for language, cutting, and TRIGGER WARNING. If the subject of suicide, depression, and the description of self-harm is sensitive to you, please do not read!)

"What's it like to live with a self harm addiction?" I hope you never find out. ************************** TRIGGER WARNING!!!!!! ************************** Note: All poems, oneshots, quotes, etc. are mine unless stated otherwise. If you take anything from this book and use it as your own, I will most certainly hunt you down and destroy you. HOWEVER If you ask my permission to use something from this book (for a non profit-gaining purpose, of course) and give me credit when you do, then there will be no problem.

Painfully poetic descriptions of a depressed person's life. *every single poem in here is my original work. I am very proud of my ability to turn my pain and suffering into art, so if you steal any one of my poems I will probably cry. Also, I'll sue you. So, yeah....be intimidated.