Help.

Discussion in 'Suicidal Thoughts and Feelings' started by Enveleyna, Dec 25, 2013.

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  1. Enveleyna

    Enveleyna New Member

    Cut, slice, dig as deep as I can.
    Don’t stop until I’m focused on the new pain.
    Breathe.
    Watch the red teardrops fall as I feel the sweet sting of relief.
    The metallic aroma becomes overwhelming.
    Close my eyes and trace the lines with my fingers, feeling what I have done.
    Oh how I wish I could cry again.

    The real pain becomes hidden beneath layers of weakness; concealing the truth.
    But for the brief seconds of sting, I can finally breathe.
    As the relief fades, I fall into the arms of disgust.
    Self-loathing.
    I want to die, but I can’t.
    A vicious cycle that never ends.
    I’m begging you, help me.
     
  2. WildCherry

    WildCherry Staff Member ADMIN

    :hug: Just want you to know I'm here and listening.
     
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