An anthem for those who self harm.
I've wanted to die. Needed to cry.
Please don't expect me to hide my depression.
I wanted to die today. Just for a brief moment.
An apocalyptic story involving self harm.
a collaboration with @hanniecakes
A short explanation of how I got here.
I could scream, but it wouldn’t be enough.
Little boy: Are you an Angel? ...
She was surprised.
Can be depressive, Self harm mention. Thank you for reading my words <3
I hate it when people see my scars. I can feel their judgement.
There have been days, when I have wanted to quit.
Take me to the wild, and let me be free. Let me explore, the land, the coast, the sea.
Why do we cut ourselves? A simple question.
A complex answer.
My scars are like the stars. Too many to count.
Goodbye knife. I don't need you anymore.