"I've spent most of my life helping others or at least trying to, I stopped living for myself and started living for others.
Living for others isn't as great as it seems, it starts to make you feel empty and cold and in those moments when you're alone you finally realize just how much you've let yourself go.
The damage done seems too much and eventually you quit trying to save yourself because you can't fix all those problems only for them to show up again.
You can build as many walls as you want but when it comes to other people they will all come tumbling down.
You let go and you've gone numb and maybe now your starting to think that you help people because that's what makes you feel alive.
But you know that somewhere deep down it's too late for you, you've become selfish,
And you died a long time ago."
-L
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A series of options Left Behind In Words And Letters
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...
