I think I know whyyou wish now to diebut give me a keyto your mindplease, friend, speaksilence only helped the deceasedbut that's not what you'll beso..
Six weeks cleanI haven't bled in a whileI've been cleanWhat the hell does that meanMy parents foundmy blades on the floorthe made me strip downand the..
Mom?I can't see youBut I know where you areAnd honestlyYou're not that far;So back awayFrom what you madeI will waitFor you to tell me my name.Did you..
The worst thing about grief is that one person you need help from is the reason you need help. All I wanted was to sit in Audrey's bean bag and pour ..
The sun shone brightly through the foyer window, waking me from a short, disrupted, sleep. I stood from my uncomfortablepositionon the floor and groa..