I hate it. I hate that I feel like I fucked up. A failure.
I hate it. I hate that although there are many around me, I still feel alone.
I hate it. I hate this dark cloud overshadowing over me and I can’t find the rainbow.
I hate it. I hate being stuck in my own darkness; with no light to follow.
I hate it. I hate that I continue to hold back when I can talk it all out.
I hate it. I hate I am scared of the unknown.
I hate it. I hate that I know I need help but I tell myself that I don’t.
I hate it. I hate that I hear voices in my dark mind and pretend it isn’t there…
I hate it. I hate that I look strong but in reality, I am not.
God… why don’t you just… make it all go away?