Why is it so much harder to be ok than it is to not

Why does the darkness seem so safe

All i want is to not be ok

All i want is to give up, throw in the towel

I don't want to have to fight for the light or that breath of fresh air

I don't want to fight for all the crap she took from me

She can take back what she gave me instead

She kept everything i needed and left me with everything she thought i needed

What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger they say

What they don’t know is that the pain never goes away

As they tell me it's gonna get better, all i think of is the countless times i've heard these words before

As i work with a psychiatrist, she give me skills to improve myself

But every time i go two steps forward I take another back

But but but is all i keep hearing

You have done so much more with so much less ….. But …..

You have improved in this area ….. But…..

There's always a but and it's not always behind you

It's usually staring you in the face