...I hate this....I feel so family is broken, my hear is shattered, my hopes and dreams are scattered...broken pieces are all that are left of me.....Pick me up and I'll only hurt you, it's all I've ever known.... My sharp edges only slice people apart, I leave them bloody...everybody leaves, says I'm too jagged on the edges, but what they don't realize, is that I'm far too broken inside to even compare to my sharp outer edges....
AlyShine AlyShine
18-21, F
2 Responses Dec 14, 2012

sometimes the broken pieces of our lives cuts to deep, maybe its best to leave those sharp scattered pieces and start new. its never easy each word you wrote you wrote my own life with depression

It gets better, I promise. I battled depression as a teen, too. Occasionally, I still have a bout. But it's maybe once or twice a year instead of most of the time. Generally, I'm pretty happy.

Learn to be. Learn to breathe. Learn to love yourself. Learn to accept. And you will thrive. <3