i am so alone.
everything seems so out of reach.
im lost.
you can never find me.
it happened so fast.
i never saw it coming.
always looking for comfort.
do i even know what that means?
im lost.
everything's bottled up inside.
if i take it out on you, im sorry.
will it be like this forever?
or will i find that "perfect" somebody.
i feel like im insane.
always alone with my thoughts.
i need someone to share these things with.
i need someone who will care.
i need someone who will love me for me.
everything feels so cold.
fragile and in pieces.
im messed up.
who would want this?
i wouldn't.
unstable and insecure.
speaking my own mind.
even if it's not wanted.
will i be strong?
can i stand it?
or will i crumble down alone?
i wish i knew.
it would save a lot of grief.
then i wouldn't have to guess.
i wouldn't have to cry.
i wouldn't have to punish myself.
i wouldn't be so out of control.
and i wouldn't be so scared.
the things just pile on.
no warning signs or flashing lights.
BOOM, and its just there!
i have lost what little control i have.
will i ever get that back?
or will i wither and die?
alone and afraid.
Aug 8, 2014
Aug 8, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC
i am so alone.
everything seems so out of reach.
im lost.
you can never find me.
it happened so fast.
i never saw it coming.
always looking for comfort.
do i even know what that means?
im lost.
everything's bottled up inside.
if i take it out on you, im sorry.
will it be like this forever?
or will i find that "perfect" somebody.
i feel like im insane.
always alone with my thoughts.
i need someone to share these things with.
i need someone who will care.
i need someone who will love me for me.
everything feels so cold.
fragile and in pieces.
im messed up.
who would want this?
i wouldn't.
unstable and insecure.
speaking my own mind.
even if it's not wanted.
will i be strong?
can i stand it?
or will i crumble down alone?
i wish i knew.
it would save a lot of grief.
then i wouldn't have to guess.
i wouldn't have to cry.
i wouldn't have to punish myself.
i wouldn't be so out of control.
and i wouldn't be so scared.
the things just pile on.
no warning signs or flashing lights.
BOOM, and its just there!
i have lost what little control i have.
will i ever get that back?
or will i wither and die?
alone and afraid.
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