Waves crashing, upon my heart,
All I've come to know, was ripped apart,
My clean arms, have bleeding scars,
My thoughts, have been butchered,
Emotions never ending, bottled up inside,
The screams you never hear, the ones I always hide,
In this lonesome room, yet another,
Suicide.

She was lovely
With hair that fell in soft curls
And skin that was soft and light
Her freckles were like stars
Forming constellations
And her eyes were like the sky
That had married with the sea
And moss that grew on the edges
Of great boulders
She was strong
She was lovely
She could move mountains
But she never saw herself as such
Like Aphrodite she was perfect
But she saw Hephaestus everyday
How do you make the sun see itself?
The moon reflects its light
But the sun never cares
She was the sun
I was the moon
She was lovely
But she never knew.

I know you're hurting, sweetie, and it's breaking my heart. I keep seeing all these horrible things in my sleep and it's scaring me.
I want to tell you so much, but I'm afraid I'll hurt you again - and I cannot do that.

I wanted to **** myself, and I don't know how I'll tell anyone that, let alone my best friend. I prayed for the end; I knew how I was going to do it: and then an angel showed up.

There are moments when it feels like it's better, but sometimes, they hurt the most, because they are so fleeting.
I don't know if it'll ever get better, darling, but sleep tight, you hear?
Sleep...

Don't you go worrying about me, I'll be fine. It's probably just a phase. I'll be fine in a few weeks, or a month, or a year.
Chin up, darling, you're doing great.