Hell

A pillow full of blood and tears and a head full of confusion, wanting to scream so loud that it would even wake the devil. Shaking fingers and a trembling body. So many secrets locked away inside your head, which seem to be shouting out to you, self harmer, bulimic, lesbian, and self hater, and depression.
To everyone you are an angel, an angel full of smiles and laughs and love. But really to yourself you are a devil full of depression, cutting and anger and hate. Clenched fists white with fury. Crystal blue eyes, turning to black, not possible you say but it is when you are living a life in hell.