Iam The Blame Poem by Celia Acosta

I hurt so much
nothing seems to help anymore
I'm sorry but anytime I say I'm fine
it's just another lie.
Therapy its such a joke
no longer effective.
I'm sick of being labeled insane, unstable, and insecure.
I've been hurt by so many
but I've hurt them the same.
So I guess my hurts all for me to blame.
I'm the one who fell in love and believed all the I love you’s
but now when it comes to being hurt the maximum number I choose.
I know so many people love me, but I only love a few.
It’s sad, I can't even look in the mirror and say I love you.
My heart has been broken many times before
but this time now its slowly been torn.
What will it take to make me happy again?
What will be the cost?
I still cry myself to sleep but now even in my nightmares I even weep.
I hurt so much inside,
the pains so much it's getting to hard to hide.