These past two days I’ve spent every second in Hell
A hundred messages nonstop, I’m sure it’s not hard to tell
I thought you turned out to be just like them
I didn’t know my mental illness was the was the real problem
Now I have to get help and I’m just praying you’re there
I hope you remember my good and still find it in yourself to care
I know my health comes first but I can’t do this without you
If I lose you for good there’s nothing else for me to do
I told you-you’re the only thing keeping me here and it wasn’t a lie
But if I give up so do you so I have no choice but to try
I just wanna get back to how we used to be
Me making you laugh and you taking all my days and making me happy
Great post 🙂