The Begining Of Something Else Besides Pain

I am not perfect
I fall. I cry. I cut. I die.
Put the regrets behind me.
I am a new girl, and nothing can kill this feeling.
I would not be alive if it wasn't for them.
I wanted to die because of him.
I cracked. I could not take the pain.
I used my escape into shame.
I'm stepping out of this hell, and I admit I fell.
But I am going to be okay now, I am happy. I no longer have to feel ashamed.