YNoThinkBrain

Fist fights and battles in my head I'll always remember what you said... The day you lied. Glass shattered all over the dirt I'll always remember your last words... The day you died. I could have saved you, love. I should have saved you, love. I would have saved you, love... Then maybe we could both still be Alive.

It feels as if my reflection Points a gun at its own head, As my bullet shoots the mirror And paints the floor with red, And it feels as if my gun Just isn't steady in my hand, Because darling, when I jump off cliffs, Do you think I always land? It feels as if the razor blade Might be my only friend, And it feels as if the broken glass Might soon begin to bend, Because my reflection is distorted, love. Can't you see that, love, can't you see? I'm pointing a gun at the mirror, And the mirror points back at me.

Legs crossed on a cold basement floor, Blood stains painting my flesh, The wounds deeper than ever before, A white gown now a short black dress. Long tangled hair clinging to my tears Wind howling through the trees, Moonlight painting a sky so clear, And darling, I'm going to be set free. My fingers scratch at the blood on my skin, A delightful pain at the thought of a touch, And hey, everyone who said I wasn't worth it, Tell me, Now am I good enough?

Have you ever wanted to die? So bad That you stood in the bathroom A knife or a razor blade in hand Maybe a boodle of pills And a glass of water And you stared at the mirror Just wishing you'd die But then you started to think About your mom and your dad Your sisters and brothers Your nephews and nieces All of your friends And you put down the knife or the razor blade You put away the pills And you walked away Acting like nothing ever happened But the thoughts of your family and friends Never stay for long Day's week's maybe months later Your back to thinking about suicide and death

You were currently on the phone with your best friend. You had gotten a job running errands on the set of the newest X-Men movie and she wanted all the details. “James McAvoy is pretty nice. So is Jennifer Lawrence. She’s just as awkward as she seems on TV.” You explained as you paced your living room, which wasn’t too far from the set. It was in the bar district the cast liked to visit. “What about Fassbender?” She asked. You sighed. “He’s not very friendly to me.” You explained. “I don’t know if he is just in the Magneto mindset or if he is really a cold hearted bastard.&#

The bright lights that reflected off the crystals of the chandeliers had blinded you for a moment. You swallowed thickly, your (e/c) eyes looking around at the people around you. Both the men and women looked expensive to touch with their suits and long ball gowns that you knew you would never find a replica of. Even though the silver dress you wore was beautiful and made you look stunning, you still couldn’t help but envy the other dresses you saw that either hung or hugged the other women’s bodies. You walked through the crowd uneasily, keeping your gaze to the ground. Your eyes flicked upwards when a man purposely walked in you

"Erik....?" Came your soft and fragile voice. "Yes, (Name)?" He was by his desk, going through some paperwork that his friend Charles had given him. You were lying down on the couch, resting your head on the top of the couch so that you could see what Erik was doing. Lately Erik was always busy. Him and Charles had been traveling around the city looking for other mutants, such as yourself, in hopes of giving them a better future. You weren’t against what they were doing at all. In fact, you supported them every step of the way. The only issue you had was not being able to see Erik as often as you’d like. If it wasn’t discuss

Set months after DOFP. WARNING: DEPRESSION, ATTEMPTED SUICIDE, MENTIONS OF SI ANGST, HINTS OF SEXUAL ASSAULT AND RAPE AND MENTIONS OF DEATH OF FATHER . PLEASE I BEG YOU DO NOT READ IF YOU'RE  NOT COMFORTABLE. I, MYSELF HAVE NOT BEEN IN ANY SITUATION EXCEPT FOR ATTEMPTED SUICIDE SO MY HIGHEST APOLOGIES IF YOU'RE OFFENDED. I DO NOT PROMOTE SUICIDE, SI. IM HIGHLY AGAINST RAPE AND SEXUAL ASSAULT ALONG WITH SI AND SUICIDE AND BULLYING . I HOPE I HAVEN'T OVERLY  ROMANTICIZE SUICIDE OF SI SCENES YOU HAVE BEEN THOROUGHLY WARNED. THERE'S GRAPHIC MENTIONS OF PUKING IN THIS, YOU'RE WARNED. PLEASE DON'T READ IF YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE 💜 MAKE SURE