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for years silent screams were the only sound i could make scared to open my mouth and have real sounds come forth to let someone know that there was actually something wrong with me i hated attempting suicide only because it never worked so i tried again and again until all resolve was gone and pain felt like nothing but going through the motions of an everyday occurence

get up take a shower brush your teeth try to die

they don't know how to fix someone so confusing that they create perfect worlds and grand adventures that never happened to escape the everyday occurence, trying to die

i never wanted to give up just stop it all from stoping me i was in control then but i don't want to die now just relieve the pain inside and blood-letting was an ancient way of releasing tension i can't deny when something works this makes me feel better

better then fear, better then pain and anger and feeling nothing at all

this is better then being numb

they don't understand though that scars are nothing to be afraid of broken hearts won't be mended so stop trying and don't worry about tears they're involentary stoping them isn't as easy as you want it to be

but i can for a moment forget about pain and spin while the snow is falling around me wishing it was rain wishing it was spring but for once just letting it be what is it smiling like a fool and having a little fun

and in that one moment, you decided my world was magical.

if that's magic, i can see through all the illusions