Save me from myself
Because I am slowly
But surely
Killing myself
From the inside out.
These thoughts are so overwhelming
That living is frustrating and maddening.
But what hurts
Is when you tell someone your feelings
And they tell you
It's all just a phase.
It's not.
You don't understand.
I reached out to you.
I gave you my hand in exchange for yours.
I trusted you.
And you threw it all away.
Thank you for making me see the truth.
I'm ugly and I hate myself
And unfortunately
I want to die.
