My belief in people has turned into a droplet.
I can barely believe in myself nowadays
I don't understand how even as I try to be a good person and pour every ounce into my friends they still find a way to use and hurt me
I treat them the way I desire to be treated and maybe that is my mistake.
I give people who hurt me countless times too many chances.
I let them convince me that their actions are my fault and that they are guilt free
Well
I'm done
My heart hurts to much and I can't even find the energy to do the things I love
The only thing keeping me going is writing
It burns and digs so deep inside me.
I want to sob
I have
I will again
It's bound to happen
Every person I have ever loved has left me and I'm trying so hard to hold on to that small little bit of hope I have but I can feel my heart turning to stone
Bitterness arising
I don't talk as much
And my guard is back up
I don't know how much more of this I can take
CZYTASZ
Contemplation
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