A hole in the ground
You ever have that moment where your crying all alone and you wished someone was there to pull you off the edge? Or when you feel like a burden like I do when I ask my mother to get me something even though she loves me a lot???? I brag about looking so strong but in reality I'm like a crumpled piece of paper that can't be fixed or like a crushed butterflys wings, once flying like a free bird to a fallen mess, but I want you all to remember, each day, the longer your alive, the sooner your gonna crawl out of that hole in the ground, no one walks life without a hand to hold at some point, don't reject the help, let them pull you out, they've been where you are, maybe they haven't or maybe theyve been through worse, yes I may not be an adult, but I've rejected help so much I cry at simple conversation with my mother, I don't let my irl friends come close to me anymore, I want you all to grab that hand when it reaches out to help pull you out, the rope that keeps you from falling off that cliff, I want you to trust that sturdy pillar. Don't take the life you were given because it's bad, remember, you don't know what tomorrows gonna be like, let natural stuff take you, not the knife. Not the gun. Not the rope. Not the pills. Not anything but natural cause or a condition, just hold on, help will rescue you some day. You will be pulled out
