Pulsing,
Throbbing,
Beating.
I can feel it.
My heart.
Beat-Beating in my chest.

It's telling me that I'm alive.
Shadows of doubt are fading away with every
Beat-Beat of
My heart.

I am alive.
I am free.
I am who I choose to be.

As I sit here,
The words pour out.
Shining, shimmering.
Decorating the page with beautifully painful words.
A deep, scarlet red.
The words soak into the page,
Leaving their imprint on the readers.
Letting the readers soak up the emotions off of the page.
The pain,
The happiness,
The joy,
The amazement.
The words are pouring out of me
And I hope that they can help someone.

I'm staring at a monster.
I don't know what to do.
I'm standing alone with no one to help me.
I must do this.
I must beat this.
For if I don't,
I fear I might die.
This monster is already killing me slowly.
All the words it whispers into my ear.
Fat, Ugly, Worthless.
How am I to beat a monster that is right?
It numbing my emotions to where all I can feel is nothing.
It is destroying me,
But I must destroy it.

Love.
What even is the point?
I've been betrayed.
I've been stabbed in the back.
All because love has blinded me from what is really there.
I was told that I was loved,
Yet left the very next day.
It blinded me until I was forced to see the truth.
I don't trust love anymore.
It just plays with my emotions.
Forcing me to love someone,
Knowing that they will leave me.

Pink,
Magenta,
Red,
All the same,
Just different hues.
Just like me and you.

Nothing.
A vast expanse of emptiness.
There is nothing.
Only me and these winding thoughts.
Down,
  Down,
     Down,
Thoughts swirling down into the abyss of my mind.
Always remembering what has been said.
All the hopelessness I want to forget.
Anything I onced hoped to happen, but never did.
Down,
  Down,
     Down,
Hello, dear thoughts,
I welcome you to my mind again,
I have become accustomed to these dark thoughts.
I will survive these thoughts.
Down,
  Down,
     Down,
Here we go again.
Here in this blank abyss.

I've been left alone.
No one to call my friend.
No one cares.
My worst fears have come true.
And I don't know how much more I can take.