i feel exposed. i feel like wind can whip through my body i’m so empty. i feel open and wounded and bleeding, and i feel like no one can see it. i feel like no one can understand it. i feel like no one tries. i feel invisible. i feel alone. i feel drained and numb. i feel weak. i feel worthless.
i wonder if people would be surprised if i killed myself. i think a lot of people would be.
i know i put on a strong front, and i know people can’t read my mind, but I’m trying. I’m trying to show people that i need more help then I’m ever going to let on.
if i had a knife in my room i would be cutting.