If Words Can’t Hurt You

Than I hope that you never find yourself in the sights of the blue. In that cold, dark, room. Where you’re told questions, And you ask your answers. Where days pass But the slightest breath is caught, And filled with sharp stabs at your identity, your sense of self. And lies about you, and yourContinue reading “If Words Can’t Hurt You”

Because You’re Not …Because You Are

No one will say out loud that she killed herself. To be honest, I know none of the reasons her friends use softer language, but I can make educated guesses: Because it hurts to say, Because suicide is wrong. Because death is scary and sad Because she gave up on treatment Yes, my heart hurtsContinue reading “Because You’re Not …Because You Are”