He promised he would come back to me. He promised he would always be there for me. He promised he would love me forever. But he lied, he broke all of his empty promises; and with them, he broke me. Now here I am at age 21, five years later, all alone in this hospital room with doctors running in and out; overly happy nurses skip in and out of the room without a care in the world. No one notices how I'm becoming less and less of a person, within a few months ( if I last that long), I'll be just an empty shell of a person. Sure there are treatments I could take, and they have high sucsess rates, but I don't have the money, or the motivation to try them. Without him or my parents, what's the point? Yet some how, I feel like everythings going to change, something big is coming. But am I ready for it? Copyrighted To Renegade_uprising! All Rights Reserved!