It gives me anxiety just to think about myself getting stressed to the point where I can’t function anymore because I have so many important things coming up in my life over these next few months and I just don’t want to break down again
It just sucks because I have no control over it
"Sometimes I want to stand up and scream at the top of my lungs, but then, I remember what I’ve been telling myself all this time. I’m the one who stays quiet, and deals with it."
If I killed myself would you even shed a tear? Is losing me even a fear. I pushed you away but you shoved me down. I was a king but now I have no crown.
I don’t feel now everything is grey, there’s no dark in my night or light in my day. I rose so high just to fall. I risked my heart for it to be broken