I wish I could sleep my days away, so I don't feel a thing. This pain is so strong, I can't believe how I'm still alive. I try to see the light of happiness, but I only get to see is pain of darkness. I try to get better, but I fail every time. I love deeply, as I get less love back. What am I doing wrong? I must be unlovable, unattractive, too skinny, too damaged. I can keep on going, why no one appreciate having me. I just wish to be truly loved, but I wouldn't ever get that. There isn't such thing as true love, well not for me anyways. I'll just let people hurt me, that's all I know is pain. Not having a father who would treat me as his daughter. Not seeing my youngest son, from a abusing father. I could keep going on or you can read everything that I have written. But what I have learned, is that no one cares. So what is the point of trying anymore? I'm tired of being silences, I'm tired of being strong, I'm tired of feeling this way, I'm tired of being tired. I wish I could just sleep.
© Charlotte B.