Triggering: Something, anything.

[Celestial.]

Well, here's another one. Thoughts?

You’re so sick of the loneliness,
the screaming in your head,
you search for something, anything,
to focus on instead.

You try to push the pain away
with razors to the skin,
fighting desperately to keep
your secrets locked within.

You hope by skipping meals that
you’ll learn to love yourself,
or at the very least that you’ll
become somebody else.

You feel the most alive when you
are coming close to death;
you hope that every day will bring
with it your final breath.

[Enchanted ❧]

Awwww Chessss. <3
This was an excellent poem, very deep. I loved it. Stay strong girlie <3

[Colored Shadows]

Chess, I love that you've been posting on here lately! This piece is hauntingly beautiful. Such an amazing ending:

You feel the most alive when you
are coming close to death;
you hope that every day will bring
with it your final breath.

It gives me chills! This part also caught my attention:

You try to push the pain away
with razors to the skin,

I can really picture it in my mind.

The flow here is phenomenal! I think I only had one suggestion:

You try to push the pain away
with razors to the skin,
fighting desperately to keep
all? your secrets locked within.

I'm not entirely sure. Adding another syllable in there seemed to keep it flowing. You don't have to take the suggestion, of course.

Really, amazing! You're such a great writer.

[13reasonswhy]

This is so good! I loved it