(via suicide--96)
(via wishingto-disappear)
We all are broken, broken in our hearts
Broken in our minds and broken in our thoughts
Searching for someone with the same
Broken place like ours
To heal the wound
And bury the mark
But the world is too broken
For exchange of empathy and sympathy
And people are too shy to show their scars
Now tell he how do we expect to lift each other’s soul
When we don’t even know if the other is happy, crying or dying inside
When we all are lost in the world that we carry inside our hearts how are we supposed to see the maleficent world outside,when we are blinded by our own trauma
(via thebloodundermyskin)
“I refuse to tell anyone how bad it really got again.”— Because I know they can’t handle to go through this again
(via suicide--96)
(via suicide-is-my-father)
(via suicide-is-my-father)
(via suicide-is-my-father)
(via tiredandunispired)
