"I'm here for you."
"You are not alone. "
"You will always have me."
Fucking bullshit.
When it's 2.30 am
and my self loathing claws its way
up my throat
and rips itself from my mouth
in a silent scream
I am alone.
When the blade parts my skin,
when the cuts get deeper,
There is no one
I am alone.
When the only real things is
the blood running down my arms
I am alone.
You say you are there, but you are not.
I am alone.
