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Raspberry

Teen Fiction

It's a story about a girl. She's a cheerful person who's always there for everyone ready to help and entertain, but who's gonna help her? Tw. Story talks about various mental health struggles containing sh and suicide thoughts.

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again and again (tw)

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by Miko_the_Mushroom

by Miko_the_Mushroom

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,,end..."

When will this end?
I ask myself.

When will this end?
I ask as I finally get up of the bed.

When will this end?
I ask as i sit on a bathroom floor.

When will this end?
I ask as I pick up a bl@de.

When will this end?
I ask as I look for an empty space.

When will this end?
I ask as I find it.

When will this end?
I ask as I drag the bl@de.

When will this end?
I ask as I do it again.

When will this end?
I ask as I finish.

When will this end?
I ask as I wipe the bl00d away.

When will this end?
I ask when I'm in bed again.

When will this end?
I ask as the tears start to fall.

When will this end?
I ask every day as the cycle begins again.

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The alarm rung and I woke up.
Again.
I got ready for school.
Again.
I got exam results and I failed.
Again.
I came home and lay in the bed.
Again.
I scrolled for hours.
Again.
My mom screamed.
Again.
I sat on the bathroom floor crying.
Again.
I took out the colourful box.
Again.
I got in the shower and sat down.
Again.
I carved into my skin.
Again.
I carved into my skin.
Again.
I carved into my skin.
Again
I carved into my skin.
Again.
I got out and patched myself up.
Again.
I went to bed.
Again.
I scrolled for hours.
Again.
I didn't do any school work.
Again.
I couldn't bring myself to even sit down and draw. Again.
I fell asleep.
Again.

Now repeat that loop.

Again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again

Each time more broken.

Each time, I ask myself when it'll end.

Does crying change anything?
No
Self-harm?
No
Alcohol?
No
Nicotine?
No

A hug? An apology?
It would help. More than all the other things.
But I don't get that privilege. My mind doesn't allow me to ask. To speak.

"I need help,"

3 words.

Just 3 fucking words.

No. I can't. I fucking can't.

Then what? You may ask.

Again and again. From loop to a loop. It never ends.

So I'll just stay on that fucking bathroom floor.

And cut.