Apologies aren't going to define in silent, it's like redoing the paint repeatedly to sell. Apparently, you're not sold.

Don't prove to fix pain over and over thinking will fade, but never in a moment can stop feeling the way is felt.

When you remain silent.. I feel suffocated...

My words ricochet off the wall that is you.

Her voice was painfully beautiful, drenched in the tears she never shed.

I cant do this anymore

What if the problem isn't so temporary n the solution looks more peaceful with each tear you shed and every knife they stick in you?

Cuts and scars are two different things, scars are the pain you've dealt with and cuts are the pain you're dealing with

What am I doing wrong? I don't understand.

I let others suffocate me with their opinions, because I am too cowardly to voice my own.