Please.

If I say I’m tired, is it okay?

I’m sorry.

I’m fragile.

I’m hurting.

I wish it wouldn’t always be like this, but I’m so exhausted. Is it really this hard just to be happy and loved?

I’m scared.

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Scared of taking the wrong turn, scared of being left behind in the quiet, scared of changing into someone I don’t even know anymore.

It hurts. You know what this ache feels like why is it so difficult just to feel cherished? I’m drowning in it. It always ends up breaking me.

God.

Please, forgive me.

Help me.

Do I even deserve this?

For this one and only life, I’m begging You, if good things take a little longer to find me, please, just give me the strength to survive the hard days.