I thought these feelings were over and done with. I dreamed for no more stress, depression, pain, hurt, and feeling down and out.
I fooled everyone, including myself, I thought the hurting and pain was gone, but yet they has returned.
I'm a fool for thinking that. I knew I'll be back hurting.
Yesterday my best friend has called for my attention again, I didn't want to answer I swear I didn't, but not listening will only hurt my heart and soul more.
He wanted me to take my pain away in a very pleasant way, a way so I can remember and look back on.
I tried and tried to pay no attention, but the stress, hurt, depression, and pain were banging on mt heart.
I answered him, and that I am sorry, I had a blood pool an my bathroom floor.
Blade by my side, blood slipping down my arm stain the bathroom floor. Tears falling from the wells of my eyes, staining my face, lust in my heart, hatred in my eyes, shivers through my body. I wasn't okay.
Standing up facing the mirror looking at a girl that couldn't be me.
She was hurt and stress was written all over her face.
I wanted to ask her what was wrong, but I didn't because no one did the same for me.
I saw something the had frigten me, she had blood dripping down her arm. At that moment I felt the pain and hurt she was feeling.
Putting my head down, lifted it back up. I saw more tears falling down like showers of rain.
Stepping closer to the mirror I tried whipping her tears away. Until I realized that the girl in the mirror was ME.......
