Dear Diary

I'm back home, sadly, I've locked myself in my room the only ones who have visit me is my parents, and my sister, Jay comes every now and then trying to cheer me up but I keep feeling like he's playing around with my mess of a heart.

Aisha has officially left me alone, I know longer care about her.

You may ask... Then why are you in your room?

Well that's because if I step out of my room I'll be forced to remember the things that put me in this ungodly state.

How can I fly?
With broken wings
How can I soar?
My wildest dreams
How can I reach?
The top of the world
How can I say?
Those lovely words

How can I sing?
If there's no tune
How can I be happy?
If you cause my life to doom
How can I feel safe?
If I'm full of fears
How can I cry?
If there is no tears

I feel so lost, so broken, as I slowly feel myself lose this war I've been fighting.

I've lost so much
I've felt so much
I've learned so much
I've cried so much
I've hurt so much

I'm just slowly dying, not literally, but everything I've been through has killed me slowly.

My heart is in pieces and every time I try to fix it I just get cut, so I guess it's better to leave it alone.

Because once it's broken, it's broken, no one can save you, only yourself. Until yourself try's to hurt you.

I'm done...
I quit...
I'm no longer myself...
I'm lost...
I've lost the war...

Goodbye

Sorry dear diary

I have nothing to say here...

Should I enter this book in the wattys or nah?

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