there'll come a day when we'd smile fondly at the hardships we're currently facing.

there'll come a day when we'd completely heal from whatever gave us pain.

there'll come a day when we don't have to feel like crying.

but 'til then, we just have to feel every single emotion and endure the pouring rain.

but 'til then, we just have to accept we're not okay.

because **** it, that coming day is not today.

why can't it be today?

i sat there,
watching my blood
drip onto my hands,
and on the floor,
seeping through
the rug below me

i sat there,
emotionless,
numb,
and said
"it didn't even hurt"

but sadly,
that was a lie

i can still feel
the knife slicing my skin,
but i liked it

To finish your own life by hand,
May seem like the right thing to do.
But to free yourself from this land,
Is to imprison those that love you.

There's a lone one, in alone.
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I hate writing
Because what is on paper can be seen
What if they don’t like
When they see the real me