Being hurt is a funny thing. Once it’s happened so many times, you start building up these walls and you start feeling like nobody’s ever going to be able to get through them. You throw away the keys to the deepest darkest part of the ocean where nobody will ever find it and you barricade yourself inside. You start thinking that every single person that’s betrayed you, walked out on you, made you feel less worthy is right and that if you let somebody in through those walls again it’s all going to happen over again.
You spend every single night thinking and wondering what’s wrong with yourself , why nobody to wants to give you a chance, why nobody wants you in their life and what you’ve done wrong until you start believing everything is all your fault. You look at the world around you, and you see your friends and your family all happy and regardless of how many times you explain things to them they don’t understand it. They can’t possibly understand why you are so afraid of opening up to someone or why you’re hurting to begin with and then they just shrug. “It’s no big deal.” they say, “bad things happen to everyone, it’s not just you.” But they can’t see your pain and they don’t know you wake up in the morning, you go about your day with a smile on your face and you come back home and you cry.
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