“I’m afraid to be a disappointment, What if I can’t be saved? I’m afraid I’m too heavy to be held…”

I’m afraid to be a disappointment,
What if I can’t be saved?

I’m afraid I’m too heavy to be held from the edge I’m sliding off,
What if I just keep on falling?

I’m afraid healing won’t work as quickly people expect me to,
What if I still feel low in some months, years?

I’m afraid even those who care get tired,
What if I’m just not meant to be happy?

Rescue (via brokenplaything)

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