"A strong girl doesn't cry,
A strong girl doesn't cry"
She whispered to herself as tears stained her cheek, trying to stop it from the pain it caused, trying to convince herself that she shouldn't have cried, but it didnt stop. With every tear that streamed down her icy skin she felt as if a curse had been carved on her heart. She felt as if the more tears she shed the less strong she was and the less strong she was the less her worth was and she already had low self esteem so when she thought of herself as worthless she sunk to the ground. And when she was low in the ground drowning in her own tears, losing herself to her own self and barely breathing, she felt heartless, emotionless, numb...
Yet she still continued to whisper to herself:
"A Strong girl doesnt cry ,
A strong girl doesn't cry "
But if she only knew how strong she was to endure the torture that suffocated her and the pain she felt with every tear that leaked out of her broken soul.
● a letter from the numb girl ●