I Can't Erase Your Pain, But Maybe My Love Can Help It Hurt A Little Less.

It's the thought that counts.

Summary:
Robin is talking about our unfamiliar feelings. of being alone.

Maybe Robin is just like you.
She never wants to die.

She's tired of running.

Maybe you just need someone to lean on.

But it's never too late to ask for help.

Robin x Reader
Notes:
Just a little drabble I'm not so sure what this is.
I wrote this before. I know it sounds dramatic, I am here to share my thoughts and my experience. :)

So say you wanna say.

I believe you're doing okay.

All this time... all this time I've been thinking.
I was born in order to die... so what's my purpose for existing in this world?

...

Yep. relate to it, heard it but...

It's like no one understands it.

But in case you have been REALLY thinking no one does.

I tried but I'm tired. Not like I wanna do this every night.

What a great story!

The only place I can lean on in this world is myself.

Sound selfish...

You're too much.

Without creating anything... Without giving anything...

Causing trouble for those around me...

If I'm only going to be in agony and suffer, and just vanish at the end...

Then it would be better to just vanish this instant...

For the longest time. I was so intimidated.
I was afraid to tell someone how I felt, to find out how they felt.

I had thought that so many times.

Why am I alive anyway?

Then someone told me "when you're alone and you feel afraid, You're not the only person in the world that isn't okay."

What if I didn't reach out myself,
Nothing would ever happen.

But... But you know what?

I think I've finally found the answer...

Even if I have no purpose... it's still all right to live.

Sometimes you fall apart.
Just remember that that's alright.

You can stand on your own but it's gonna hurt.

You can just think that it's worth suffering for.