Why couldn't there be a world where everyone got along? A world where you wouldn't put a blade on your skin A world where you wouldn't put a gun to your head A world where you were not taken advantage of and put down A world where you didn't drink down substances to hurt yourselves or numb the pain A world where you weren't bullied or judged
I started this project as just a way to pass time but now it has become a part of me and I'm seeing it through. So now I'm happy to say I finished the first draft.
In a world where sorrow and pain overpower the joy and laughter of others. It's hard not to feel lost, forgotten and dead. Where just a few words can cause so much destruction and anguish. It's hard to find a hand that will comfort you instead of breaking you down
After every tear, you will see me. After every joy, you will mess me. After everything, you will need me. To hold, to comfort, to laugh and to cry with you.
Take a deep breath and calm your nerves. Close your eyes and count to ten. Pound the walls and stab the pillows. Draw the knife and make a slice. Out it oozes down your hand. Unto the floor, it pools below. You close your eyes and let it slide The feeling of freedom coming now.