Truth is... I cut.
Truth is.... I scream.
Truth is.... I cry until I lose consciousness.
Truth is .... you don't want to hear this.
Truth is.....you act oblvious to my tears
Truth is.......you go quiet and akward every time I need you
Truth is....... its going to be ok. I'm going to stop cutting, the wounds will heal. There will be scars.
Truth is....I'm lying when I say I need you. I don't
I need myself. I need my family. I need God.
This whole time I thought He wasn't there
Angry with the turn of events.
Futily trying to every path to find peace.
He exists.
In every smile, in every breath, in every act of kindness.
I'm going to get help.
I'm afraid one day your going to need it too.
Good-bye my love. It's time to grow up.