Please say something, I beg, say something. I need verbal confirmations of my worth. And if no one says anything, how will I know? How will I know that I’m okay how I am…right now? Because honestly, I can’t tell myself that I’m great, wonderful. Someone else does, and their words ignite me. Make me happy, keep me going. But it’s a fuel that as quickly burns the fire, burns out. It takes me high, but when it’s gone, I fall, and until someone pulls me back up, I’ll go where no one can save me. Thank god, no one lets me go that far. They know me so well.
August 3, 2011