Please.

I begged and I cry.
spare me from all the heartbreaks will you. Time and again, you broke promises and go back to your old ways. I lost all trust and hope in you. You wouldnt change, wont you?

Each time it happened, i feel as though all of my insides gt sucked out
it feels so dry and hollow.

People wont understand, they probably will never understand.

Im watching my mother self destruct. and the existence of my family a past-tense construction.

For years, all I wished for you is to change. In front of the altar, I prayed and I wept. Lord, please Lord.

It hurts, every bit of me hurts. Invisible wounds that refuse to heal.
They kept bleeding and each time, the wounds deepen.


The feeling is not good at all. Its saffocating and I cant breathe well literally. I feel so faint and I think I might just collapse soon. Which might be better, cos an unconscious soul is immuned to hurts and disappointments.