There are some days when everything is okay. When I think I'm finally going to be alright. When I firmly believe that my wounds are closed for good. When I think that I've seen the end of band-aids and stitches. There are some days when I think the sun couldnt shine brighter. When I think that I've put up just enough of a wall that nothing will ever again hurt me.
Then there are days like today. When I can feel everything decaying within me. When I can feel my wounds being ripped open again. The stitches popping open and bacteria invading. Then there are days that the depression I feel hurts me so bad that I can hardly lift myself off my bed. When I feel the bad part of me taking over.
Everyday is a challenge. Everyday is forced. I force myself to get out of bed, to go to school. I force myself to smile, to laugh, to eat, to love, and to live. I force myself to believe that one day in a land far away. Every little thing is gonna be alright.
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Hey baby girl,
ReplyDeletesorry it's takin me so long to finally get back to you.
I'm so sorry hun that you feel this way..I hope your days get better. Just try to stay positive and think today is going to be a good day.
Im here for ya hun. Im sorry Ive been such a shitty friend, Ive meant to call sooner but being sick has got me all outa whack.
>.<
Love you hun.
Hope-