When you’re all alone, and there’s nobody to hold you,
you cry, you weep, all by your lonesome.
When there is nobody to care, and you’re swalloed into despair, you give up. Ready to see what’s really up.
Scream and cry, swallow and die.
Sleeping pills that were supposed to take your life.
Wake up with an IV in your arm, people asking questions whether you’re into self harm
Drinking charcoal, in a hospital gown.
They shouldn’t have saved me. What the Hell do I do now?
They put you in a mental hospital when you’re released from the hospital.
Sleep in a bed with lumps, shower in a gray bathroom.
I was there for three weeks.
They blamed the attempt on my sexual abuse, on the PTSD.
Is this really what I need?
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*hug*
🙂 thanks
i wish i had someone to hold me n not let go
if you ever need someone, I’ll always be here. I know it’s not too much, but it’s all I can give..