This is the story.

Hi, it's 2:19p.m on night and I'm feeling down, so I wrote a thing that I want to share with you. Is not as good as the other things I've written, but it makes me feel better. However, there you got.

The story.

This is the story of a dead girl,
with a dead mind,
on an alive body.
Dying her life with a happy smile,
with her sad eyes,
with her sad days.
This is the story of that dead girl,
the story of her family,
of her boyfriend,
of all those voices,
that screamed away that she was worthless,
useless,
pointless.
This is the story of all those cuts,
of all those scars,
of all those tears
that will remember her
what she has been through
and what remains.
This is an endless story
of a dead girl
with no hope
with no sense
with no life
with no control
with anything 
that would make her
start breathing again.

Fuck love.

Daily Deb.