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Click herePeople think I am granite
They see a guy who is confident
That listens
That smiles
I do try to help
I am there and they see that
I am a friend and they know it
Yet I am a broken
People can't see the cracks
They're hidden
They're secret
I don't ask for their help
Although I should
I really need it now
But they have their own worries
I'm hurting
I'm bleeding
And it is free-flowing
I cry as I type this
I pause and pause again
Depression sinks it's teeth
Can't react
Can't fight
I just crawl to my hole
To suffer in silence
Waiting for answers
That might never come
You are heard and you are not alone. The bell jar is a terrible place to be. If there is any way I can ever help, please let me know. Know that there are many of us caring about you. We will always be here and we will always care.
- Mindy
So sad-Iwant to hug you! I have absolutely been there my friend. I think we all have from time to time. Writing is the best therapy!