Sometimes it’s hard to convince myself
That I’m alive and alright
Sometimes it’s hard to keep myself
From fading away in the night
The pain can be overwhelming
And the time can go so slowly
The anxiety makes my hands shake
And it only stops when he holds me
It can be hard to believe
That I am really me
That these are my memories
And on the days I hurt the most
The mirror reflects a ghost
Someone who died long ago
And never had the chance to grow
Is it ok to ask for help?
Not sure I can do this on my own
I wish I could take care of myself
I wish I could handle this alone
But whenever I try, I fail miserably
And my mind fills up with evil whispering
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