“Why didn’t you ask for help?”
When I didn’t write for weeks
I was asking for help
When I stopped smiling
When I stopped laughing
When happiness became fake
I was asking for help
When I began to eat less
I was asking for help
When I isolated myself for days
I was asking for help
When your heart shatters
Into a million little fragments
You learn to speak without words.
Posted in response to the challenge PAST CONTESTS – Teenager: In Writing.
One day,
you will feel pain so excruciating it becomes abstruse. You will feel numb, detached from the world, lost in a void of darkness.
You are not perfect, and that is okay.
Your best isn’t working yourself to a point where you have to sacrifice your mental health to succeed.
Someone cares about you.
-Can I tell you something?
(I have a secret deep within my bones, deep within my heart. I am dying to tell you.)
-Yeah, anything.
-I love you.
Comments
This is so deep, heart-wrenching, and relatable. I LOVE IT SO MUCH!!! :)
Thank you!!!! :)
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