Your too late
I have been living this for long
It is not me just being emo
I am sick of the excuses you give
Ah its the exams,your on your period,It is just hormones
I cannot even say I'm hurt anymore
I use Na do not worry i was yawning
I tried to tell you
You did not listen
I need help
my soul is black and sore
My tears turn my skin to rust
And it is the most casual everyday feeling ever
I forget what it is like to be happy
I never told anyone and now it is too late
I warned you time and time again
It was not going away
it is now too like your cancer tuma huge and life destroying
but yours can be treated
please just accept I need help
accept the d word
I am sorry if your ashamed
but would you rather be ashamed now and after proud
saying we got through this as well as your problem!
or......
Being blamed for my going into hospital,becoming even worse....or at my funeral!!!!
Omg... This is me..
Right on!
Very honest of you to write this, it's beautiful because it's so grotesque and yet so fragile.
Hope you feel better!
Good job!