Dead But Living

A girl so delicate yet so strong
Every challenge, every hardship
She does her best to survive
A girl so loved by many
Yet she feels empty
A cloud of darkness fills her head
Dark thoughts lingers her mind

She tried to escape, she really did
But these thoughts, they’re powerful
It can never be stopped
So she hides it in, bolted inside
She knows she’ll break
That’s why she has a razor
She always keep it
Wherever she goes, whatever place she is in
Just in case she’s about to collapse

When the time comes,
She goes directly to the CR stall
Sitting on a dirty toilet seat
She pulls out the sharp object
And slices down her wrists, or maybe at times at her thighs
She does it twice or ten times
Until she’s satisfied

No one really knows about this
Even her beloved best friend
She doesn’t want her to know

She thinks that it isn’t a big problem at all
She proudly believes she can handle this pain
All her life, completely alone

She’s completely fine,

Being a living corpse