I lie on the floor of my small bedroom. All you can here is the sound of my breathing. Is this it? I look over at the wall, lined with posters and silly pictures of my friends and I. The room becomes hazy. Is this it? My left wrist and right thigh covered in blood. They just won’t stop bleeding. Is this it? Those 6 pills resting in my hand. Picking up my water, I swallow them. Is this it? I have finally cracked, finally given up. I may not wake up tomorrow. Is this it? I promised I would be strong. I am not […]
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Left Wrist
Once again I find myself feeling like I’m stuck on my own pathetic little island lost in a sea of misery.
I send out countless notes in bottles everyday, hoping to be rescued, but I doubt most of them are ever found, and the few that are don’t seem to make sense, maybe I’m losing my wits.
The thin straight scars on my left wrist are like an S.O.S. sign made with rocks on the beach, too small and insignificant to be seen.
I’d make a signal fire, but this island is too cold and damp with despair for any sort of hope to ignite.
Oh well, looks like […]
Because everything I touch turns to stone. So wrap your arms around me, and leave me, I can’t hold on….
by Nat....
written by Nat....
so… a lot. It’s easter holidays and told myself that i’m allowed to cut myself… it has slightly spiraled out of control. My left wrist is covered in small thin, lines and my right has 3 simple lines. My upper left arm looks…well. i carved ‘CRAZY’ into it….
Basically, i met this guy online, he is 18. we talked about a lot and then out of nowhere he removes me as a friend and blocks me…i could deal with the pain if i hadn’t started to really like him… and he also told me ‘ I would never leave you’…
I want to be sort of like […]
Well. I’m only fifteen, and already I want my life to end. Ever since I was eight years old, my life has been a mess. My parents divorce was the spark of everything. I’ve been depressed for seven years, but the past two years it’s been hitting me hard. Every night I cry, wanting it to end. I use to pray to God to kill me in my sleep or to let me have at least one good day. I got neither, and gave up my faith. I wake up every morning, wondering why I even bother getting out of bed. I can’t find one […]