I held tears back as you kept going.
Scared and alone, in the room.
Ashamed but, filled with anger.
Nothing felt the same.
Grosse out with my body.
Depressed that part of me died.
Lost, had no clue who to trust.
Had no shoulder to cry on.
Thought nobody cared.
Bruises started showing.
Crying myself to sleep got old.
Cutting seemed like the only option.
Suicide thoughts come and go.
Tired of hiding everything.
So I told you what was happening.
You held me close saying it was okay.
Promising not to leave.
Things got to comfortable.
Annoyed ,your help is to demanding.
Scared more then what I started with.
Lost and shamed for trusting you
Again cutting was the only option.
