When someone you love dies, it literally rips your heart out. But it is normal to feel this pain. It is okay to show it. It's okay to want to cry out loud, it's okay to scream into the sky. People cope in different ways. And my way is writing. I hope you understand that this is not a book with a story but a book about my true feelings. Just in case you didn't hear it today, you are beautiful and you deserve every ounce of happiness. Never let anyone tell you you are not enough. You are the best version of yourself.💜

No matter what you do, harm comes your way. Love can be your rock for a while but not forever. Even the waves in the ocean that crash against the rocks can make them weak. People may not see the current of the ocean below, but it slowly chips away the rock. The rock may seem huge, but inside, it is about to die. This story talks about how suicide became a shield for a sad soul. Despite stopping the self harm, she went back to her ways. This story discusses the black hole that self harm is. In the end suicide became the only way. (Please don't read if you are easily affected by mature themes of self harm and suicide...) Also, if there is anything that you want to talk about, PM me. I will never judge you and you can feel free to rant. You are important! You matter!💜

What can I say to make you wanna read these poems? Idk...so just read it if you think I'm worth it... honestly...it's just me being a moody depressed teenager... *Insert sigh* Here's a quote to make it sound interesting... Every heart sings a song, incomplete, until another heart whispers back. Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet. -Plato

Love hurts...

I interpret Billie Eillish's song 'Come Out and Play' as a coming out song... So, I decided to write a short story based on it... Hope you like it!! Plus an alternate ending for sad freaks like me! TW: Themes of suicide and depression. Please don't read if you get easily affected. Love ya.