Warning. The following passage may trigger you. I sincerely apologize if I do. But read if you want to. I can't stop you. Only you can control yourself.
Don't you hate it when you feel like you want to die...
But if you were to do something like that...
There would be nothing but regret?
So you tell yourself...
You need to stay alive....
Cause there's people who love and care about you...
So you hide everything...
The scars...
The blood....
And go on with life pretending nothing happened.
Your blood still flowing.
Your heart still beats...
It's all good and you tell yourself you're OK.
Until...
Somebody asks you if your OK and just break down....
Everything was fine...
Until that question...