Constant

I feel a constant strand of pain and anger. 

I never really had that person to talk to about my problems and I hate talking to my parents. 

Before I found my person this year, the people I would talk to would turn the situation on them. 

Face everything and make it about them. 

AND BY ALL MEANS MY MOTHER IS THE WOOOORST when it comes to that stuff. 

After I opened up to him, my best friend, he said it was all just a central of loneliness. 

I get frustrated easily and I stay up all night not being able to sleep. 

I always have a craving to be held close by someone. 

I wanted someone to protect me, care for me, and be the best person they could for me. 

After I thought someone was like that they would show me that they weren't. 

It feels like a void sometimes because you get so used to the constant pain and words rushing through your head that your just sitting there. 

Cant speak. Cant think. It's a litteral nothing. 

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