Fighting

 After being torn down time and time again, you finally stop getting up. Soon you begin to pick yourself away with every thought, sound, and stare that comes your way. It all makes you wish you had ended it a long time ago, with relationships and with your life. Yet you try your hardest to stay and fight for the ones you don’t want to hurt despite the fact you’ve already hurt them, and you yourself don’t want to get hurt. The same ones who have stayed by your side through thick and thin, through it all. You feel like you owe them that, though that is no reason to keep fighting.