You think you're okay, but really your not..

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Imagine this: You think you're okay, your not. You take one look in the mirror... "Is this really what I am?", the voice repeats over and over in your head, refreshing your thoughts each second. You feel worthless. The names you get called every single day rush through your mind like a bullet... One, Two, Three and it hits you. You're suffering depression, you need help. You rush to see your friends, who seem to be having the best time of their life without you. It gets worse day after day, the guilt building inside, the depression building up: one on top of the other, climbing its way through. You try to get help, but no one is listening. You're alone. No help, love or affection. The anxiety is eating up upon your skin. "I can't take this no more." You say quietly as you pick up the blade and slice it onto your bare arms. The blood pours rapidly, you start to panic but then again smile. You find it eases the pain and make another wound, all in different directions... Your arm is dripping with blood and guilt spreads around you. "Why am I doing this?" You say, wiping the tears from your eyes. You finally sit down onto the cold bathroom floor; blood dripping from your skin, tears running from your tired, story-telling eyes.They start to flicker slightly as they begin to close, you've took your own life... Think about what you say before you actually say it. Words hurt. 'Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.' But in fact, they do. Words hurt. You think you're okay, but your really not. If your suffering from depression, anxiety or self harm, no matter what it is, you can always count on me, I'll be here for you. Don't let words get to you. No person should make another unhappy, whether it's on purpose or not. Stop hating.