Living

Sometimes it's really hard to live. Sometimes it's hard to breathe. I will always want to do something I will regret, it will never stop. I will always feel the need to hurt myself. I will always hate some part of me. When will I learn to accept. Some nights I will cry. Some days I will break. And I wonder how long it will take to break me apart. It hurts to breathe, it hurts to live, it hurts so much right now. You don't know I need you right now, but I need you so much, I need you so much.

-Ree