Reblogging this to raise awareness to everyone.
Dying.. It looks so easy in the movies. A person just dies due to sickness and yet it’s been two years since the night that the fatal sickness crippled under my skin, stained my heart jet black and my clothes blood red and I’m still breathing. I wonder how my heart and lungs are still working knowing that..
….To the world I am just a worthless insect that everyone wants to crush.
To the world I am a caged animal, they point fingers at me.
To the world, I am a chewing gum under the seat that they accidentally come in contact with and are disgusted to their guts.
To the world, I am a rotten wound that heals slowly but leaves a mark as a reminder.
To the world, I’m a timebomb. They need to learn that everything with a clock doesn’t blow up.
To the world, I…
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