I fell into a state of depression. Locked in my self hatred and doubt.
Inflicted pain I present myself with, because nothing feels real, nothing
more then the pain I feel. No more then the pain I hide. Friends teaching me
what back stabbing is like. Family showing me what abandentment feels like.
My surroundings are unclear and my heart is broken and I wanted to end the
temporary pain but never will I get my permanent soultion I long for. Never
will I be happy with the purple bruises claiming my neck and swimming in a
pool of pure blood. My blood, But I'm trying to get help. I'm
trying to sew my wounds and wipe away the liquid diamonds that fall
innocently from my eyes, rivers of mascara flow down my cheeks as I try to
protect my heart from the damage that has already been done. Just hold my
hand because without you i'm a failure in a frozen state of being. A
born failure longing for your presence.

 
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