silxntills

A cry for help
          	
          	In the darkness, the deepest night
          	I lived in it.
          	I lived in it long enough to suffocate,
          	I lived in it long enough to go blind.
          	
          	Life's greatest gift for me,
          	It has always been knives.
          	Not for protection, never for that.
          	
          	Those knives were stabbed into my back,
          	To remind that I am waste.
          	That I am nothing.
          	That I don't deserve to breathe.
          	
          	Bad days? It's worse than that word,
          	Worse than you could imagine.
          	
          	For the longest time,
          	I have felt an invisible person,
          	An invisible hand suffocate me. 
          	
          	I have lived through hell,
          	I have felt the presence of danger,
          	I have seen the face of death.
          	
          	I have seen it all,
          	I have felt it all,
          	And life thinks it's not enough.
          	
          	Giving up looks lovely,
          	It sounds beautiful,
          	It feels peaceful,
          	It tastes delicious.
          	
          	Yet it is a loss,
          	A loss of me,
          	A loss of myself.
          	
          	What am I doing?
          	Should I stop fighting?
          	I feel exhausted.
          	
          	Is it okay to feel,
          	To feel tired,
          	To feel despair's presence? 
          	
          	She is laughing at me,
          	She is enjoying my sorrow,
          	Please make her stop.
          	
          	Make her stop.
          	Make her stop.
          	Please...
          	
          	...
          	
          	Idk what I just wrote- ;-;
          	But I felt like posting this in here. I wrote it based off a book I had once read. 
          	But anyways- Y'ALL WASSUP???

HOEKAI_

┆ ⤿ ✉️   ›  ✸  %.      where have you been those past months ?  ꒰`ヘ´  ꒱ ꐦ

silxntills

@HOEKAI_ because I should- life goes on-
            I- okie ;-;
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HOEKAI_

@silxntills ┆ ⤿ ✉️   ›  ✸  %.     so how you decided to come back to life ? but first lemme give you some lessons !! 
            ꐦ ꒰ # `︿´ ꒱ノ ꒰ ´༎ຶ0 ༎ຶ`꒱
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silxntills

@HOEKAI_ um....*nervously glups*
            I have been dead for those months, babe
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silxntills

@Ethereal_Community will look into it. The promotional message is beautiful btw 
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silxntills

A cry for help
          
          In the darkness, the deepest night
          I lived in it.
          I lived in it long enough to suffocate,
          I lived in it long enough to go blind.
          
          Life's greatest gift for me,
          It has always been knives.
          Not for protection, never for that.
          
          Those knives were stabbed into my back,
          To remind that I am waste.
          That I am nothing.
          That I don't deserve to breathe.
          
          Bad days? It's worse than that word,
          Worse than you could imagine.
          
          For the longest time,
          I have felt an invisible person,
          An invisible hand suffocate me. 
          
          I have lived through hell,
          I have felt the presence of danger,
          I have seen the face of death.
          
          I have seen it all,
          I have felt it all,
          And life thinks it's not enough.
          
          Giving up looks lovely,
          It sounds beautiful,
          It feels peaceful,
          It tastes delicious.
          
          Yet it is a loss,
          A loss of me,
          A loss of myself.
          
          What am I doing?
          Should I stop fighting?
          I feel exhausted.
          
          Is it okay to feel,
          To feel tired,
          To feel despair's presence? 
          
          She is laughing at me,
          She is enjoying my sorrow,
          Please make her stop.
          
          Make her stop.
          Make her stop.
          Please...
          
          ...
          
          Idk what I just wrote- ;-;
          But I felt like posting this in here. I wrote it based off a book I had once read. 
          But anyways- Y'ALL WASSUP???

Falcon_1315

A LETTER TO A THIEF FROM A THIEF, ᝰ.ᐟ
          
          ────────────────────────────────────
          
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