Your breath hung in the air on that cold winter morning. Your lips meeting the frost that grazed the tip of your nose. You wondered about life and pondered all the possibilities. Your questions bounced around like snowflakes trying to land. One by one they fell. Fell from those delicate lips I so desired to meet. Not once did you stop to look at me. You just continued proceeding, speaking as though the whole world was listening. Thought after thought. Your brain was like a jumbled puzzle that only you knew how to put together. You spoke in riddles, expecting me to understand. I think it was just a way to keep the walls around your heart built. But I wanted to try to break down your heart made of stone. I wanted to weave my way through the maze of your soul and find the person I fell in love with. Finally, my presence caught your attention. You gazed at me like I was a star that fell from the sky. You grabbed me and pressed your lips against mine and I felt like the universe had exploded. I watched your eyes as you pulled away and I saw cracks in the walls you built where there had once been solid stone. One by one I watched them crumble. Never before had you let someone get this close. I swore I wouldn’t hurt you. Protecting your heart and all that came with it. I would never forget this moment. My mind would always replay this day like a broken record. That was the day you promised me that I would be yours for infinity. *I didn’t know how long infinity meant to you, but I knew I never wanted that infinity to end.

All she wanted was to be alone. She found peace in the silence. She wanted to escape. Escape from the harsh reality that drove her mad with every waking moment. She wanted to be left alone with her thoughts. The ones that slowly killed her. Her mind spun out of control. The world became a dizzy blur. Her head pounded. The thoughts fighting for their way out. She thought she was going insane. The pain that filtered through her would never leave. The tears were building up quickly, threatening to run over. But this time she wouldn't stop them from coming. Hiding was too exhausting of a task. No more biting her tongue. No more built up anger. She was a grenade that had just exploded. Except this time, she would rise from the ashes.

There's a girl.
Everyday she sits in the back of the room.
Hiding.
Hiding from reality.
Hiding from the truth.
No one notices her.
No one even cares.

Everyday she goes home and cries.
Pours out her soul.
She screams in the pillow to muffle the sounds.
She no longer feels alive.
Numb to the world.
Numb to everything.
She feels nothing.

Slowly she gets up.
She walks to the bathroom.
In a trance.
She grabs the razor like she does every afternoon.
But today is different.
She's had enough.

She turns on the water and fills the tub.
Scalding hot.
Just what she likes.
She slips in and lets the water burn her.
Lets it creep into every scar.

Her skin's on fire.
But she could care less.
She won't feel the pain much longer.

Shaking, she grabs the razor.
Thin, delicate lines.
All lined up like tally marks.
Counting the times she felt alone.
The times no one cared.
The number of people that hated her.

One by one they bled.
It was like drawing a picture on her precious, porcelain skin.
Spelling out a message.
The message she's been trying to tell everyone.
But no one listens.

The water quickly turned crimson red.
The background to the portrait of her body.

The cracks in her heart grew wider.
But no light could shine in.
For the darkness was taking over.
Just like it had taken over her mind.

No longer would she feel the hate from everyone at school.
No longer would she feel inadequate to her parents' demands.
No one would miss her anyway.
She was just a blur.
Blending into the walls that held her captive.

Soon it would be over.
Shutting out the world that shut her out, she took her last breath.
The life poured out of her.
Her body went limp.
Feeling alive again no longer mattered.

Tick. Tock.* One. Two. Three. Four. Lost in thought. Distracted and gone. Time passing by like a whirlwind. My mind is wandering again. The voices in my head overshadow my thoughts. I think too much. Sometimes my thoughts are too overwhelming. Why won't they stop? Why do all my thoughts lead back to this? I just want them to end. I want them all to end. I want to feel alive again. I want to breath without suffocating. Live without drowning. I lie awake at night. Crying. Thinking. Desperately wanting to find an escape. Someone please save me, before these thoughts **** me slowly.