Alone

I always tell myself that I don't need anyone but the truth is no one needs me.

This came to me late one night when the house was quiet and no one was awake but me. I felt the cold breeze on me as I sat on my bed in thought.

My mind started racing and I realised that I'm not needed. I could disappear and no one would know. I am irrelevant. I am small. I am not as strong as I need to be.

I break down and cry when no one is about because I don't want them to know that I am suffering. I suffer in silence. I suffer alone. I suffer when my mind is full. So full I cannot focus anymore.

As the days go on I get weaker and weaker. I feel as though I can't go on.