The monster that was always there.

Writing,Reading

No talking but breathing.

I'm alive.

I should be happy but i'm not.

I'm in this world for a reason.

Even if its just a small spec of a reason.

It still counts.

I feel worthless,used,useless.

why am i so nice to her?

when she doesn't even care about me.

I wish you would just understand.

I can never be who i am.

I'm sick.

with a sickness that doesn't even exist.

I used to think when you were here.

That life would be okay.

But after you left me.

I don't feel the same.

why cant i be happy?

Now that shes gone there is now going back.

I'm excited for the future but scared of the past.

I will never forgive the monster 

I will never look back.

I don't love him.

He is what makes me sad.

He is what makes me cry.

He is a monster filled with horrible lies.

But that monster has given me something.

He has given me.

A voice.

I'm going to be okay.

I'm going to be fine.

At the end of the day.

The sunshine.

will shine...