I want to cut again.
My hand doesn't look good...
To much cut's theat I cant hide any more.
Im alone now.
I wann'a feel that pain again... the blood.
The few min. of silence when the blood is dripping on thr flor.
Somting that a freind wrote, the most reasonable thing I know now.
"I hate these times..when everything seems like hell.
and u just wanna do something to get high and forget everything..
forget all the probs u have in life..
all the fights u fought with friends..
the misery u are in..just everything...
and u wanna cut or wrists just cuz it feels so much better...
sittin and watching the blood while it flows away
falls to the floor.and u see blood all over..
atleast u can get into a state when the pain is allover you and u dont feel anymore like ur living...
like a dream..."
A dream that's to short.
I hate the fact I know what that means.
I hope I will never give up.
Im scared of myself.
HELP
"Through a different kind of silence
I’m waiting, I’m wasting
Into the road of sadness"
Now it's clear...
A lot of people here have this problem. My virtual friend from these diaries has tried to commit the suicide and one of her favorite things is painting... With her own blood.
I don't really get it though sometimes I also feel that strange desire to take a knife and let my pain all out... Still I find alternative and useful ways, like writing songs.
By the way, do you know Russian? I guess yes because if you didn't you wouldn't know where to click to do all the actions here.