My heart is telling me I'm beautiful but my mind continues to tell me otherwise.
Screaming, yelling, not talented enough, not pretty enough, not smart enough, not thick enough, just simply not enough.
Starring at the knife on the table as it stares back at me.
Walking around like a lost puppy looking for its owner.
Gazing at the stars in the sky at the sky as they danced playfully in the moonlight sky.
Staring at them shine bright wondering, when will I sparkle in the way that they do?
The moon winked at me through the clouds above last night, speaking to me.
Everything went through one ear and out the other, so I said goodbye and disappeared.
I made my way to the hospital with tubes and needles attached to my veins.
The news went around like a tornado that runs through a town without a care.
That's all it took for my pain to be heard.
My life came to a screeching halt.
I guess it's true.
Insecurity kills all that is beautiful but for once, I shined bright like the stars.