Roses turn black. My heart torn it two. Tear drop clouds. My castle of glass. Silent cries echo, Yet I am invisible. Blood stained skin, I am scarred. And in my time of great need, I am forsaken. Just in case you didn't understand that, I'm at a low point in a relationship. It's down deciding whether or not it's worth putting up with the pain for a potential better future. On top of that I am still battling severe depression. I feel as if I cry out for help, but no one hears me. I have started cutting again, and I hate myself for it. But the worst part is when I seek help I get shut down. And in this time of pain, all I needed was a friend. My best friend couldn't even make time for me. And so I feel abandoned and helpless. My suicidal thoughts are more constant. If this relationship goes south, I may surely consider ending it all. I really have nothing else to live for.