Cope

I know you've tried everything.

You drew, you sang, you ate, you stopped eating, you smashed mirrors, you wrote, you made new friends, you shot up, you got wasted.

Everything.
But you chose this.

I know you're hurting and no one gets it,
I know you're afraid.

Blood and a blade.

You chose this?

You tried everything from drinking to volunteering, from hating to loving and pretending to live —

But this
is how you chose
to cope.