Yes, my wounds are self inflicted and they have spread and infected the very one that I love dearly.
I pray that your soul does not die but heals.
I don't deserve you
You don't deserve the treatment you received
Your self is worth more
Your soul is worth more
There is not enough sorry to make things better
In a crowded room emptiness and loneliness are my companions
My smile empty
My heart empty
I walk alone