Life on the Inside of Me

I see her sitting there, she can’t breathe from all the pain she feels inside. She wants to let it out, to release it, but there is no one who cares to help her feel it. Sometimes she feels that dying is better than living with no one to understand her pain. I wish I could help her. I would hold her and tell her she is so worthy, so precious, so lovable. I’d help her see that life is worth living and that we will get through this together. If only she could see me and hear me, the voices in her head would stop hurting her. Everyone needs someone on their side, someone who cares enough to be there beside you even when you don’t understand yourself. She reaches out to those around her, but no one sees the deep scars that torment her…No one, but me.