Letting go

I never thought I would be heart brocken one. Nomatter how hard I tried fixing you I was the one who ended up with a bleeding heart . The blade was my only lover it reduced my pain . All my life I spent trying to fix you my lover I couldn't fix my own father what made me think I would change a stranger.I guess I wasn't meant to be loved . My job is to put bandaids on everyone's wounds while my own wounds are arching and still bleeding with scars on my wrist . I'm just an insane girl with daddy issues .