I fall too fast, crash too hard, forgive too easily, and care too much.

Im not okay, Im just good at pretending I am.

If you think that suicide's selfish then you've obviously never been suicidal.

How did I go from that little 5 year old, happy & always laughing, to...this?

Suicidal people...are just angels wanting to go home.

I can fake a smile, anyday, anytime.

My thoughts have destroyed me more than blades ever could.

One upon a time there was a little girl...then she grew up and became a monster.

I'm not a strong as everyone thinks I am.

She hurts and she cries, but you cant see the depression in her eyes because she just smiles...

SUICIDE. The word caught your attention, didnt it? The truth is, suicide catches eveyones attention. Its the actions leading up to it that make it go unnoticed.

Im a girl that talks others put of suicide, but has a hard time doing the same for herself. She truthfully assures everyone how beautiful, lovely, wonderful and precious they all are, because she doesnt want them to feel the same way she does; the opposite.

I was happy, I was getting better, then, all of a sudden I felt the urge to cut and the suicidal thoughts were back.

Suicide is mans way of telling god, you cant fire me- I quit.

No I didnt lose my mind. It got scared and ran away.

Ive become suicidal. That should scare me. But it doesnt. Im too far gone to care.

The truth is you cpuld slit my throat and with my one last gasping breath, I'd apologise for bleeding on your shirt.

We're all in the same game; just different levels. Dealing with the same hell; just different devils.

The demons are back and stronger than ever. They are looking for a fight. Looking to win. And this time...I might just let them.