to the few who care,

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I am alive, but I don't feel like it.
I am breathing, but I'm suffocating.
My life is insignificant. It doesn't matter.
I'm like a toy.
People like to use me for awhile, then they throw me away.
And then someone picks up the pieces just to it start the cycle over again and again.

It's never gonna change.

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I swear to you,
I used to be carefree, I used to be happy.
I swear to you my smile wasn't always made up of lies.
"I'm fine" and "I'm okay" are just a few of the untruths I say
I want to leave.
How can I possibly live when I can barely force myself to breathe

But I can't do that to you.
I can't hurt you.
I don't want to bring you down. I don't want to hurt anyone else.
But I can't stay.
I can't live a life where no matter how hard I try things never change.
I'm sorry for what I'm putting you through,
But don't worry,
You will forget about me soon.
At least that's what everyone else seems to do.

I love you.
If you remember one thing about me please remember this.
You mean the world to me.
You always will.
I lost my fight, but don't let that stop you from winning yours.

You are strong.
You are brave.
You are so much more than the little credit you give yourself.
I am weak.
I am broken.
This isn't your fault.

You can't save anyone who doesn't want to be saved

I'm sorry.

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