I am a moth
You are a flame,

Drawn to you
Captivated by everything you do,

Despite the risks of getting burned
I still keep on closing in,

To feel the warmth
of your embrace.

It's been hard.
I've always been on the other end supporting my friends
Being there for them
Now i feel broke

I've been having panic attacks at the mention of certain things
My heads a mess
I keep being told it's not my fault

But

Everytime i hear it
I say it in my head
I break down
trying not to lose it crying

They say it's normal
This isn't normal for me

So what am I now?

alone isn't so lonely
when I'm working on me

Life’s a game.
I am about to flip the table.

I spent 83 days wondering why
1,992 hours crying
And 7,171,200 seconds dying a little more inside

I can't say I'm sorry for what happened before
I left because
I didn't matter to you anymore

You really pulled me,
In, I wasn't expecting,
You to be the one.

Noting good happens at 2am

She’s lonely and trying to numb the pain