to run and never stop running until I get away from my life
to take out the knife and cut until the pain runs away
to reach for the bottle and drink until I can't feel anything anymore
to cry an ocean of tears until there aren't any left
to have a pill that would make me stop hurting inside
to be held safe in someone's arms and know they are someone I can trust
to be loved and to know that it's safe to give love in return
to stop eating and not starting again until I am skinny as a rake
to hear someone say "yes, I know exactly what you are going through"
and know that they are talking to me
to wake up one morning and just be like everyone else..........
or to just not wake up one morning at all.








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you shall rot.
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