You made my life confusing, too much pain that I can't handle. It doesn't matter if I yelled or scream, no one can hear me when I cry out for help. I reached out for others, as they only look at me like I have some kind of virus. I fight my demons alone and no one understands how hard it really is. I only want is to heal, it's hard when it feels like everyone is against you. It would be nice if I could be heard, supported, understood, respected and loved. But this wicked world is not made that way. I like to try and help others that been molested, raped and abused in different ways from people who they thought loved them. I know how it feels and no one won't do that with me. I'm always alone with my thoughts that want to scream out, but no one wants to listen to what I have to say. I don't have anyone I could run to when I feel down, I only have is me.
© Charlotte B.