Tears drip down my face, as my wounds, once again tear open. They were
closed, I thought my scars were finally fading. But the tears, the
loneliness I feel inside, have come back to haunt me. Maybe a new problem I
don’t know. But how long can one feel completely alone!? Alone and unwanted,
with no one to love. With me trying to get my wounds to heal, I have
inflicted so many more. I have tried to find love in so many, giving
everything they wanted, and everything I had. But to no use, they take what
I have to give and leave. Leaving me more alone, than when I started. And
with another wound I have to help heal. I want to scream I’m not the bubbly,
perfectly fine girl, everyone sees, look deeper please, help me! I’m not
happy. I hate myself, worse than my enemies, and I have more than my share.
I hate my life and sometimes, I can’t stand to wake-up. Always asking myself
“why?”. It hurts so bad sometimes, and I try everything to drown the
loneliness and depression, and just the pain. But it only makes it worse.
Just another new wound to fill. And I cry again, alone, unwanted by all, but
hated by myself.
 
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