crushing noises. muffled screams. tried to explain. you dont want me to repeat. i cry, tearing myself up. feels hard to smile. feels painful to frown. help me. drowned. cold. i need someone to hold...me. me? isnt it i who torn myself up? torn personality, flowers, they don't look as pretty... the sun...too bright, what if they see the glass tears i was weeping. "are you okay?" "need help?" please...Le----sta--ve. help me..don't..... need that...
you don't want to inside my mind. i beg you. please. dont care about me. i dont want to be a burden to you. i dont want to worry you. let me drown. it happens...for...reasons. i can do it....ewocmdkwodm"youcan't"owkcmk...... i whisper through the knives you placed in me... "help me..."
sorry about messy here. me hates me? just going through some stuff. But, one thing that God taught me was that everything happens for a reason...so....i can pull through.....