Close that door, for it wont open for you anymore

I need to stop reminiscing about the past, seriously. My head hurts thinking about things, about how messed up my life is, about how fucked up things are. I really wish I could turn back time, to where I was.. 15. I wish I never met any of you. Then, I wouldnt have hurt any of you like I did. I just wanna live a normal life without any frustrations, I guess everyone else wants that too but its not gonna happen. I'm so sick of.. my life. I think I feel you now. That same agony you were in. I'm the weakling now. This chapter of my life will never end and its always gonna be ugly. I'm sick of the insinuations and accusations. I'm too tired to defend myself, too helpless.

Will you catch me, if I fall? I've fallen so hard on my head and got my knees scratched. I have bruises all over. I need you, to heal the bruises.

Lets just leave the words unspoken . Its probably better that way or perhaps, the business is meant to be left undone.

Love,
J