Hospital.

My mother is in hospital. She has a broken ankle. :(
She's going to be in hospital for a couple of weeks, she had the accident 2 weeks ago, and her condition is only getting worse. I want my mum to come home. My family and I are no longer going to America either.





I cry myself to sleep.
I may look happy, but I'm actually hurting.
I pretend everything is okay, when really I'm on a rollercoaster of emotions.
I crash.
I burn.
I bottle these things inside of me until I can no longer contain them.
I explode.
I need someone to help me put myself back together again.
But no-one is listening.
I need someone to talk to.
I need someone to hear my cries for help.



I sink back into sadness and insecurity.