Please leave my head.. I know I lost you so long ago. I feel you when I’m alone.. I feel you when I feel the steel pressed to my neck as I contemplate.. or the barrel on my forehead as I debate…
I don’t think there is a right kind of place to grieve. I tend to hurt myself so that others can’t or maybe build up my pain threshold for when they do. It doesn’t really work, because you’re right, we as humans are easily hurt.
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i am sorry if im the one who brought back ur meomries
You werent.. I came to this site with my mind full long before I even saw your post
I don’t think there is a right kind of place to grieve. I tend to hurt myself so that others can’t or maybe build up my pain threshold for when they do. It doesn’t really work, because you’re right, we as humans are easily hurt.