hug…

Every thing that made me happy is gone. The things that i loved Became every thing i lost. I used to love life that was before. Even hugs makes me cry.My ears flips down my fail goes limp.I cry.I miss them i miss them . I had my hopes up for this week .this week was suicide awareness week. i was so happy for once in my life.the first two days i showed my cuts on my wrists and wrote love…every one in school ignored me or got bothered with me…and i didnt know.so the next day i started to put posters for suicide awareness week at my school….no one saw it….later i found out that suicide awareness week was not in America it was in somewhere else.I come back from school…i start to cry..i lock my self in the closet and said sorry…Alex…im sorry that i coudnt help u …thats all i said all night while i was cutting…there was too many blood…i wake up and goto the bus…i started to cry as i think about my friend alex…i didnt know that he was suicidal too i wanted to help…but i coudnt…its my fault….i miss him ….so i started to hug my backpack and i cried silently to the wat to school.it was 100 degrees outside but i was wearing a sweater..and a razor taped to my arm….so without the others looking i stated to cut again today like any other day…but today my cuts says sorry…