TRIGGER WARNING: Suicide, Eating Disorders, Depression
I know you worry to the point of smoking
Your lungs are suffocating
You worry to the point of a cup of wine, but it soon turns into a bottle
STOP.
You worry to the point of starving yourself thinking food is the enemy
STOP.
You fill your life with meaningless mind games to forget the demons that crowd your mind
You forget the important things
I'm tired of dragging you out of your deep depression
I'm tired of worrying about what could happen to you...
Do you remember the day you told me about that dark day in your room alone?
What about US.
They are screaming for help and a way out, but you can't even hear them...
I'm crying for attention and a reflection on your actions, but you don't see me...
I want to scream ¨get over yourself¨ but I can't
You are no longer in reality
I lost you in a world I can never travel to
A place I can never reach...
To Whom It May Concern, I'm sorry
I'm sorry I couldn't get to you in time before they took you
I'm sorry I pushed you away in hopes of you waking up one day and realizing they aren't real...
I'm sorry.
McKenna Anderson