When I am seen, I flinch within. My self makes a choice between fight or flight and I'm no fighter and flight is a risk that I'm not in a fit state for taking so I freeze in place, hoping the sight of me won't cause offence or, worse still, curiosity and, worse case, sympathy.
The real life Matilda She never escaped The real life Matilda She lives in grief The real life Matilda She has her magic only within herself The real life Matilda She buried her feelings deep The real life Matilda She sheltered her spirit like a dying ember in the rain The real life Matilda She is ragged and broken and beaten by life The real life Matilda She lost her Miss Honey The real life Matilda She never got to stand up to the bullies The real life Matilda She lived in sorrow The real life Matilda She cut her wrists The real life Matilda She begged for her life to end alone in a bathroom at school alone in the dark at night Alone alone alone The real life Matilda She knows there is no happy ending The real life Matilda She is me
There's no denying the darkness can be harmful. People can hide. You're all alone. It can feel impossible to find a way out. But there's also no denying the darkness has its charm. You can hide. You can be alone. You finally have a place to scream, shout, and let it all out. Whatever your situation, you can break through. Start by finding the courage to talk to someone. Then, keep following through. It will be hard, but for what it's worth, I'll be cheering you on
If I wrote the way I thought I would run out of paper. I know it would be a disaster cause my thoughts are drastic I unintentionally cut myself that’s my bad habit but it helps —in that moment I don’t feel no pain I don’t think about anything but when it’s over that’s when it hits.