Have you tasted the bitterness of life?
Death sucking out every bit of you?
Well… I have and guess what? I became numb from all this shit.
I was careless with my decisions. Joining to celebrate the ruins of me with my demons.
It was pretty amazing. Building walls and setting aside family and friends.
At last, for once I can be me. This reckless, stupid girl who just want to have fun then regret it when the night comes.
Then it hit me, I was and still am destroying myself.
Stupid scars and dried tears on my pillow. Bruised knuckles and empty eyes.
This was not what I wanted for myself. I just wanted to be understand, get help and to have someone who will listen to all of my crying screams.
But how can I do that, if the walls I used to build was too high and no one volunteers to demolish it?
I thought for a moment, I was fearless. A young, dumb and broke girl who can handle herself.
But boy I was wrong, this girl still needs help.
And now, I am reaching out to you. Tho many people have shared their battles and stories, I still need those reassuring words. That my demons, can’t hurt me anymore — that I will finally reach the peaceful part of my mind.
Hey there, you. Can you please aid me? Because I’ve been bleeding since I let my demons wreck me.