Don't look in the mirror with a blank stare because all that's going to stare back is the guilt and regret that has built up in your eyes

You've diguised yourself well my dear but you can not fool me for I am the the queen of lost souls uncertain if they wish to be found

It's like an addiction to something worse than the most horrid drug

I know that when you hurt and tear yourself apart your eyes tease you

And you see pain pour out of your skin and you'd rather much see the red liqud bursting instead of recognizing that you are the only one who thinks you're not good enough

Not good enough

What does that even mean?

It means not loving yourself

It means losing yourself into the nothingness of life

The nothingness of life is swallows your tears

I'm trying to dry my tears because I am suffocating in them as their hands grasp my neck

They're strong

But we are stronger