I still have hope.

It felt like a dark cloud was over my head for a few days. I wasn’t doing my normal routine. I stopped engaging with my blogging community. I was hardly eating and I was constantly feeling fatigue. My thoughts were all over the place, I was slowly losing myself. I would sit in the corner…

Poem: “She is crying for help.”

She is crying for help.. Am I the only one hearing her? I looked at her wrist, and realized that she fell in love with the razor. Horizontal lines.. Stretching… I can see the pain in her eyes.. A battle.. She is losing.. She is crying for help, But no sound.. If you look closely,…