Dear Counselor

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I'm sorry, I've never been one to talk about my feelings

I've always been real good at concealing

I have learned to take my sadness and throw a veil over it

Painting signs of happiness as my inner demons scream for me to just submit

To just give up, to stop fighting

But I refuse to, so I turned to writing

I write how I feel

Because lately I am forgetting what is real

 I have worked so hard to be something I'm not 

That I couldn't notice when my insides started to rot

I know you are only trying to save me

But these demons just won't flee

 They latch on and they eat my happiness

And I stand watching, helpless

My soul is deteriorating

And I'm sorry to keep you waiting

But I'm telling you now

You should just give up, you can't save me anyhow


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