You make me want to run away.
Far away from you.
Hide in some mud.
Lower my face in shame.
Avoid eye contact at all cost.
I am not a good person.
I'm not worth any of what I've put you through.
Or any of what I've put anyone through for that matter.
I don't think it will ever be the same.
How could it be?
Reading your posts about me i couldn't hold back the tears.
They seemed to endlessly roll down my cheeks.
I find my self being forced to believe that none of this will ever end.
I'm not sure that it will ever get better anymore.
It just doesn't seem all that likely.
How is it even possible.
I am at war with everyone that can maybe actually help me.
I am hopeless.
Maybe I should just end this all.
It seems easiest.
And you being with me is not helping either of us.
I'm sorry.
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