love me back

Everyday was a battle waking up to get ready for the emotional slice thru it comes hard and go thru my heart like the butchers knife on a chunk of meat and every time I heal telling my self its a matter of time but just like the wave it comes pass me again knocking down my Patience and endurance I cry and cry and cry till I feel my lungs losing out. I will then sleep to wake up fresh to receive another dose.

I tot I was being fair I didn't know I was building up a mental disorder on my self a terrible one because I was just moving on without letting go and trust me if you are like this you need help.