"I'm so tired of being a constant burden to my family, I'm sorry that I'm not perfect and that nothing I do is right but can you really blame me? I mean I know I do but am I really that much of a burden that I'm hated by my own family, I know I hate myself but my family the only reason I'm still here hate me too? I can take anyone else's hate but the reason I stay? Maybe it's hate or maybe it's tough love but people have to realize that tough love is killing me and that I'm drowning in my own thoughts and everyday I start to look more exhausted, the lines get darker and the things I use to escape aren't even enough to slow the pain and the people who are there to help don't even really care anymore, I say I'm beyond help and they just agree as if I'm not worth saving, so I'm sorry. I can't save and drown at the same time but I'll try not to bring you down too."
-L.D.
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PoetryThoughts, feelings and moments of my past, present and future written down. I can't say much but I like to think that they're goodish. You and I, we're an ocean of love and hatred. A land of chaos and peace, a battle that we're losing with love and...
