Confessions

There was a time I suffered so much. I wanted to get it out of me…

I would cut my arms, not to kill myself.

I don’t want to die.

I know I’m lucky to be on this Earth.

I did it so the physical pain would calm the pain that was eating me inside.

Nothing was erased.

I leave with my past tucked away deep inside of me.

It comes out as an explosion and it invades me.

I believe we are messengers on Earth.

I believe in Angels.

I’m blessed by God to tell myself I suffered that much to become who I am  today.