I've become a Coward.

I cry out, but no one hears me. And if they do, they don't care enough to respond. I feel pathetic and weak, and no one makes me feel any better. I need help right now, not ridicule. I need love and understanding, I need someone to just pat my back and tell me it will be okay. But no one will. WHy do I bother?

I've become something that scares me. I do things I always promised myself I wouldn't do. I think I'm losing my fucking mind and there's no one here to help me find it.

I keep trying. I keep failing. There's no point. They say the quickest way to get out of a hole, is to stop digging. But right now, I'm standing in a pit of quicksand. No matter what I do, I'll just continue to sink.

You only hear what you want to hear. Go on, live your life, pretend I never existed.

How less than a year can beat out forever, I'll never know.

The coast seems nice this time of year.