Friends or end?

Broken friendships
Getting betrayed
Bactstabbers
Left the scars on her forever.

Each time those memories haunt her,
Tears will stream down her cheeks.
Each time those flashbacks appear,
Her heart will die a little
Each time those voices in her head,
will kill her,
will torment her,
till she picks up a blade and slit them through her skin on her wrist.

When she see those scars, memories haunt her yet again.

Dance

16th April,
Our last SYF.

4 years ago, I dreaded every Wednesdays and Fridays,
4 years later, I dread stepping out of the studio.

It was the times, when dancers spent together, dancing, sweating, bleeding and crying.
It was those moments of joy when we got a distinction.
It was the place where I had my closest friends with me.

Drowning

She is sad,
She is broken,
She is dying, slowly

But where are her friends?
Where are they when she needs them the most?
Where are they when she needs a listening ear?
Where are they when she slits her own wrist?

They are just there having fun together,
leaving her out,
forgetting her,
like she'd never existed.

Tired

Sometimes, being tired from life isn't an excuse to escape from it,
It's just reminding herself about all the bullshit she is facing,
with no one there to care and love,
because they can never understand how she felt.

Sometimes, being tired of life will not stop people from judging and insulting her,
it just saddens her more,
and eventually collapse.

Sometimes, being tired of life is also tired of smiling,
wearing those masks facing her friends and family,
until midnight,
when she is alone,
she breaks down,
leaving her pillows damp for the whole night,
and the next morning,
another mask yet again.

She is now the type of girl,
that can be so hurt,
yet still look at you and smile.