She’d sworn she wouldn’t end up like her little brother, but loneliness didn’t arrive with flashing bulbs and a warning label. The descent was as simple and complex as a faked smile, white lies about being “okay,” and the nod and acceptance as her own peers didn’t delve deeper, shutting the coffin lid for her.
Katherine McIntyre, Rising for Autumn
coffin, darkness, death, descent, lies, loneliness, problems, suicide, warning