A goodbye isn’t painful unless you’re never going to say hello again.

no one cares, no one wants to help, they just want to act like they care about me and my problems, no one understands how i feel. you just forget about me, you forget that I'm upset, that I have the problem, and you put it all back to you, you ignore me, how do you think that makes me feel, how do you think that makes me feel about our friendship, all you do is speak about yourself and whats wrong, why don't you let me speak ?, but then i get to thinking you know me to well to know i don't speak so you speak about yourself.

"I can be myself here. I can tell the truth and never have to say, "I'm fine." I can talk freely about it. About how even when I wake some mornings and am content, I can still feel it tapping silently behind my heart. I know it is there, waiting for something, anything, the tiniest hiccup in my day to claw its way out and spread like cancer through the dark bits inside of me. It spreads from behind my heart, to my lungs (it's almost musical), it rushes to my head and then I am gone, rendered defenseless, helpless. People don't understand it. It's not and over reaction, it's losing a battle in a long dark war. I know ultimately, I won't win this fight, I am already so tired. I know one it will take me. My heart will decide it is time to stop umping its poisons through my veins. That will be the day that people will know that every time they asked how I was that the best I could do was spin lies, to grant them the freedom to count its existence. That will be the day that it finally decides to bleed me dry, the day it decides I have become too dull too lifeless to be important enough to resuscitate, the day it will finally free me from the dark and back into the light that I have missed so dearly."

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven