I know this didn’t happen, but it is how I am currently, i think.
Who am I? I am me, I am not to die I am free. I have not bled I have cried I have fled I have lied I killed myself I killed that half I killed it for good health I killed it so i never have to experience it’s wrath. I experienced the pain of life’s cruel counterpart I experienced it all without dying I experienced the pain of never losing heart I experienced it all and I’m still standing
The top bit was in italics, but that doesn’t carry over well. I kept it there for the irony because 2 months later I tried to **** myself one last time before I came clean out of it. (this was written jun 9 2019)