Nothing.

Suicide silences many.
Ripping out the throats of those you "love."
There is no point for this pain that is happening.
There's no reason to be put in exile.
Tearing off fingernails one by one while drowning in a pit of death and dispair.
You start to scream but no one hears the sound of terror and demise ripping through your vocal chords.
To others you're weird, but to some you're insane.
All you can do is ignore them.
You cut to kill the pain.
Blood falls out of your body as you watch it.
Blow flow is good but you start to get dizzy.
The world spins faster and faster.
Then you're awake.
Dark dreams haunt you as you awake screaming.
Chills run up and down your spine as you start to cry.
As you slowly think to yourself.
"Why can't I just die?"
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I hope to God that no person every feels the way I felt while writing this. I'm actually really not like this at all now, I'm happy. I've learned that all the bad feelings go away if you just move on with your life without another glance back. It's better the way I am now. I smile without it being fake. I just wanted to put this up to show everyone who does feel like this that they're not alone and that they can heal themselves within time.