Oh the dark shadows that loom within full of scars! Why does my outer appearance deny me the stains that hide within? Why can’t people be seen from the inside out for who they really are? I hate the inner hell I live and survive. I hate the external appearances of deceit that my vision captures around me everywhere. I hate lies, secrets, and abuse. I fight death every day that I arise and progress through another day. I smile at night because no matter how bad I want to slice my wrist, pop pills until I sleep into eternal bliss, or drink my alcohol until […]
