I’m so completely depressed.

Any thought or action I could possibly take,

eventually comes to an end.

and I’m right back where I started.

Feeling completely hopeless, capable of only self-pity.

 

I’m so desperate to share my innermost being.

I’m so afraid of how people will respond,

to my circumstances.

The very thing I’ve tried so desperately to put into word.

Words I’m definitely not strong enough to say aloud.

 

Please don’t turn away.

Don’t leave me all alone.

Prove to me my story isn’t as frightening as I believe it to be.

Help me learn to open my damn mouth,

crawl out from my shell.

and be human.

 

I’m tired of wanting to die,

I know not much else.

Defining myself as a playground bully would.

Adamant that it’s the truth.

Terrified of anyone else finding out.

Desperate for someone to come and unmask my bullshit.

 

How selfish of me,

to ask someone else to prove I’m worth loving,

Every second of everyday that I continue to live.

But never once taking their choice from the equation,

for without it, kindness means nothing.