I’m crying.
I’m crying because of what I’ve become. I’m crying because I feel like no one is ever there for me. I’m crying as if I’m screaming for help but everyone turns away, even the people that I thought I was close to. I’m gasping for air as if I’m drowning in a deep ocean full of my tears waiting for someone to help me escape this never ending asylum consuming every life out of me in my head. I’m crying for help.
(Source: 4lysia-unknown)







