There's a part of me that knows I was put on this Earth for something. But there's a bigger part of me that realizes life has beaten me too much for me to care anymore.

Another friend is locked away on the ward of mental play. Waiting for my turn at rolling the dice to see if I'm next to fall in their same plight. With the death of happiness in one game of dice.

The sadness deep inside gets distracted long enough by cutting for you live for a moment.

If I could see a rainbow one more time it'd be one more reason to stay.

You see the cuts on my arms and think, "Oh my Gravy. What is wrong with her?" I look down at them and think of the battle deep within me that day.

"i mAy lo0k haPpy, but yOu hAve nO ideA on
whAt's haPpeniNg iNsidE mE...

Unicorns thinks am exist then i cry

I hear voices but non replies

I used to be everything but me and now am someone who is missing me

The statistics show that 1 in 5 people will self harm at least once. I was just one of the unlucky ones that continued.