Ivy's p.o.v
Living in constant despair
and fear, I don't know why
I feel so distant if I am loved.
Living in constant despair
and fear, it is like breathing
without any air in my lungs
and undergoing rounds of
chemotherapy. My silent
cries for help, my wounds
cry out from beyond the
grave. The loud never ending
violent sounds of chaos in my
little private world invite you
to join in my self pity party where
you play the role of being my savior.
The invincible scars on my heart, my
tears capture your attention and
speaks volumes to you. You are never
once hesitant to reach out to me. Against
all odds, I remain resistant to share my pain
with you although you have promised me
blue skies. Unable to stand on my own two
feet, I hold on to your voice of reason like
a rope because you are my only last hope
for a cure. You love me enough to show me
tough love and have a little faith in me.