So, I’m still in the same situation as I was before, but now I have a couple people helping me out and who knows maybe I will be ok, but eventually I know I will come to grips with what is staring me right in the face. DEATH. I will end up going before my time is up…unless I can convince myself otherwise, which I don’t see happening.
Her Lips, His Ear
Her Pain, His Tear
Both Taken Away From All Love Ever Known
Both Have No Place To Call A Home.
So As They Fade Into The Abyss Of The Night
She Struggles In The Noose She Wrapped So Tight.
He Stays By Her Side Just As Blood Trickles From His Veins,
Not Even Love From A True Cry,
Could Cure Their Pains.
So lately my life has been nothing but a drag. I have clinical depression bi-polar disorder aniexty issues and panic disorder. Everything will go great for me for a couple months and then shut the next day. I’m starting to feel like friends family and my boyfriend aren’t enough. I need help. I’ve been cutting since the 7th grade and have attempted a few times.