trusting and opening to people is becoming hard. keeping my grades up is becoming hard. feeling pretty and confident is becoming hard. thinking joyful thoughts are becoming hard. doing work is becoming hard. maintaining a friendship is becoming hard. doing everything is becoming hard and i don’t like it.
All the time.
But most of the time you don’t let me see it.
I don’t know if it’s to protect me
There’s nothing more aggravating, more infuriating, Than knowing you are hurting.
Knowing that someone made you hurt,
And I can’t do a damn thing about it.
I know that things are so fucking hard right now,
Baby, I do.
But I swear on my own fucking life
that things WILL get better.
And I know people tell you that all the time
But it’s the truest thing that I have ever written.
I just want to take you into my arms
And wrap you in an embrace
And keep you from harm.
I want to take you away to a place
where no-one will ever be able to hurt you again.
But as much as I would love to take you away
Not now at least.
So until then I will make you a promise.
I promise one day you won’t feel the roughness of his hand on your back
You will only feel the love from mine.
I promise one day
A kiss from your children
Will be the only thing you will need to get through the day.
I promise that one day you will never again feel the need to push that self destruct mode on your wrists.
I promise that the one day
You will only know laughter
A quick reminder for anyone who has ever felt like they are lost.
You are not alone.(via thetalkingcigarette)