I had a knife in my room for the longest time i would stab the door. it was almost like marking every suicide attempt.
My mom found that knife after awhile ....things changed. When she took that knife away it felt like she took my life away. Cause that knife was my ex scape to the world.
My friends would never understand..it seemed no one would. I told my mom to just have me locked up. I couldn't live without that knife but she could never find that out. After awhile i wrote a note the note that totally explained everything.
It said *Mom i love you very much but times have been rough.You took my knife and with that knife you took my life.That knife comforted me when you weren't there he took my fears away and showed me that to bleed only makes you stronger....now hopefully you understand but you aren't her to hold my hand but i found my knife and I'm ready to make it right with just me and my knife.*
