You know what? I haven't seen you in a week and a half. I haven't really talked to you in longer than that. You haven't been there for me, or helped me at all.
I've been clean for almost that long. I've been helping myself. I've been through the nights where the world was too loud and I felt I couldn't take it, alone. I've been there for me. Maybe I don't need you as much as I thought I do. I saw you as someone who could save me; you told me you would save me. In a way you have. It took you leaving me at my worst for me to realise that maybe I am all I need.
Thanks for nothing, without you I see myself.
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Depression Poetry and Quotes
Poesía*May be triggering; I love you* I love these. These are simultaneously a big part of my life and my biggest secret I guess haha. They give me a feeling of community, like I'm not alone. These books make me happy, isn't that odd? But they do. And now...
