I'm sad. I'm sad and melancholy and depressed and tired. Tired of all this shit. I'm tired of being made fun of, lied to, insulted.
I'm damaged and I want to be fixed. Save me.
I hurt. I want the pain to stop but nothing can stop this endless flow of emotion coursing through me. Please don't keep this pain.
The tears keep coming and I don't know if I should stop. Sometimes they won't come, other times they won't stop. Just like the slices in my skin that I want to ooze red but not stain my existence.
Love hurts. Life hurts. Looking for a new beginning isn't always the answer.
I love to hate me.
You hate to love me.
And nothing helps the pain, subdues it, grinds it away. It is always here.
