My heart feels broken even when I feel loved. Anger and sadness build up inside me. I want to throw, rip, cut, and cry it all away for what my depression was doing to me.
My life feels loney and sad, but I'm with the most amazing guy that I could be with. We care so much about each other. When we get in arguments, we talk them out and resolve them. That is what anyone should do even if ur not in a relationship. Trust, love, and caring for a person is all u need.
I get no attention, but do I even want it. Do I even want to be here anymore. I feel alone, my tears taste like blood falling from my eyes. As I always say, I don't know what to do anymore. I lie in my bed crying. Still and always wondering why I'm even here.
When I feel alone, I'm not always alone. When I feel dead, I'm alive. I always try to ignore the truth, but nothing comes good from that.
