Wolflover0

What am I supposed to do? State my problems? Why must I listen to why your way worse? I didn't ask for that? I asked for that shoulder I was promised. That comfort to count on. But thanks. I guess I didn't need to feel better anyways. I'll just fix it myself.... Put the pieces back into place. Is that what you expect me to be able to do? These shards are not as easily put back together. They leave scars and worse more guilt ridden depression. Where is that brother that promised he'd be here for me? Was that a lie to make me feel better? I'm tired of all these lies. All of these fake promises. Why can't I ever be able to ask someone for help

I don't tell people when how I feel or why Cause they stop and tell me what was worst in their life instead. I'll feel worse then when I started out. But their they go like everyone else. Making it feel as though I don't matter in the long run That all they feel does. People tell me "You can talk to me! I'll listen." No you won't and no I can't. It'll just give you another reason to lay on the guilt. Look at me now. Who am I supposed to turn to? I have a problem with guilt. I have a problem with Depression but if you need me I'll still put you first. I just want to get my head straight for once. But I can't seem to get a grip. What am I su

Before I fall. I'll try to keep this quick. I'll try to keep it sweet. You'll never find someone To love you more then me. You'll hate me I'll cry But nothing can hide the past Try to die, yes I have. Scars on my wrist don't lie. Won't try to hide them, in fear or lie. But you were to save me from taking it that day. It would have been just a slash. No one would have noticed. They still don't. When you don't talk to me I get scarred. Maybe I finally did something to make you finally leave too. Is this true? Did you replace me? I know the distance was hard, but I thought it wouldn't stop us. I guess I was wrong. I'll stick around, even t