As I read the text, I am frozen in place.
I’m crumbling inside,
I’m fine mom, just give me some space.
I can’t run or hide,
This will pain will stay until I grow stronger.
At this point, I can’t hold it in any longer.
I can’t get to sleep without a tear in my eye.
I may be smiling but I’m dying inside.
Misery is at a ten out of ten, that’s how I’d rate it
Nothing hurts more than my feelings unreciprocated.
You can never learn to move on from rejection
When it has happened so often and offered no direction.
I often question death and all the possessions that I own
Wondering if it’s still worth it when I live life all alone.