Tears.

Cuts.

Scratches.

Stinging.

Aching.

Sobbing.

Heaving.

Tight Chest.

Sinking Feelings.

Choking.

Drowning.

Breaking.

Breaking.

D y i n g . . .

L E T. M E. D I E.

Die...

Death...

Peace...

Rest...

No more w o r r i e s

No more p a i n

No more...

let me go.

Why should I stay? What do I offer the world...

No one loves me and wants to hold me forever and tell me I'll be okay. That I'm beautiful because of my flaws. That I make an impact. That I matter.

But I don't.