In the immortal words of a poet named Shane. “Move pen, move.”
Write to feel something. Laugh, cry, yell, anything.
We shouldn’t have to drag razors across our skin praying for death in the middle of night; crying because words seem useless and life seem hopeless. Popping pills to rid the pain. Convincing ourselves that hell is our own secret personal place called home.
We house ourselves in chaos. Living, breathing, and loving the danger of possibly controlling our own deaths Just to feel something. Feel it. Feel anything.
Listen to the voice inside of your head that whispers into the nothingness it’s ok to feel. Thrash at your own numbness until your thoughts tear at your insides for help.
We must SHOUT! to get their attention. Scream to feel your strength.
You are not broken, only bent! And if so we can still fix you.
YOU ARE HUMAN. You are meant to cry, to hit, to scream. Meant to laugh, to love, to feel.
For fucks sake stay alive. If not for me, for that baby you will hold in your arms one day hushing it to sleep into a bittersweet silence as you know that one day they will graduate.
Write to feel something. Laugh, cry, yell, anything.
We shouldn’t have to drag razors across our skin praying for death in the middle of night; crying because words seem useless and life seem hopeless. Popping pills to rid the pain. Convincing ourselves that hell is our own secret personal place called home.
We house ourselves in chaos. Living, breathing, and loving the danger of possibly controlling our own deaths Just to feel something. Feel it. Feel anything.
Listen to the voice inside of your head that whispers into the nothingness it’s ok to feel. Thrash at your own numbness until your thoughts tear at your insides for help.
We must SHOUT! to get their attention. Scream to feel your strength.
You are not broken, only bent! And if so we can still fix you.
YOU ARE HUMAN. You are meant to cry, to hit, to scream. Meant to laugh, to love, to feel.
For fucks sake stay alive. If not for me, for that baby you will hold in your arms one day hushing it to sleep into a bittersweet silence as you know that one day they will graduate.
( Sami- Nacole )
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