.~.
An empty room, an empty girl, 
Sitting silently on the floor,
Her sleeve rolled up exposing skin,
She drags the blade and presses in,
The pain can not compare,
to the joy she knows will soon be there,
It's worth the scars that will not heal,
for just one moment not to feel.
               .~.

Here's to all of the, "I'm Fine." girls.
To the girls who in private have thoughts about wanting to die.
Who spend the time at home alone crying, screaming about how much they hate themselves.
To the girls who cry over boys who hurt them secretly because they know they aren't good enough.
To the girls who feel like they want to die.
For the girls whose only action is to cry. 
To any girl who's ever felt so empty inside.
Whose heart no longer beats the same.
Their smile's become an accessory.
Whose dresses have turned to jeans and long sleeved shirts.
Whose heart are shattered by someone who has no idea.
To their empty shell, and broken mind.
Hey, 
Chin up, 
Wipe those tears,
Put down the razor,
Put the pills in the trash,
Stand up,
Smile and walk away,

Hello there.~
I see you've stumbled across my page, you see these quotes and wish to run, but you know the truth lives through here. You see this writing and feel the pain. My name is Emily, and I'm here to lead you to the bright side. No, not death, but the place where you can smile and be happy. So please, won't you take my hand? Read my stories and you can see the bright side that's underneath. Baby, you mean so much to me. If you've ever cut, thought about suicide, hated yourself, or done anything like that, I'm here for you. I know exactly how you feel. I know what it's like to have a broken heart. I know that feeling. I know what it feels to hate yourself so much you want to die. But you can't give up, so listen up and you'll know why.~

Having a broken heart is like having broken ribs, on the outside it looks like nothings wrong, but every breath hurts.~

I love you. Ok