So many things
I've endured,
To be where I am
Today...
Molestation, aggravation,
All the things
They did to me...
Suicidal? Hesitation?
What are these
Two things to me?
PTSD, ASPD,
Anxiety...
So many names
Like games they play
For whatever is
Wrong with me.
But all I see
Is a sea
Of hopelessness;
A broken Me...
And I can't see
A cure for my
Deadly disease...
I just see "Me"...
I've gone through a lot in my life. I've loved and lost; I've wandered and wondered. I've hoped and dreamed: I've yelled and screamed... but every night, I suffer... in silence.
