I Fight Depression and Loneliness Everyday
It's not my own, not any more. It belongs to someone I love, he calls me and doesn't say a word. I know he wants my company and feels too bad to speak but I just feel helpless listening to his misery.
I'm doing what I can but it's still so hard. My positivity feels like a whisper into a giant black hole sometimes.
I'm not here asking for solutions, I've studied long and hard. I know a person can only help themselves, there's only so much I can do..blah blah. I just needed to say this, to write it down so I don't burst.
I'm doing what I can but it's still so hard. My positivity feels like a whisper into a giant black hole sometimes.
I'm not here asking for solutions, I've studied long and hard. I know a person can only help themselves, there's only so much I can do..blah blah. I just needed to say this, to write it down so I don't burst.
