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I used to be depressed I was a whole other person Somehow I got better, And I’m never going to want to go back Because I have felt happy And I have felt confident And for the first time in a long time I felt, Free. I free of the chains that brought me down And I’m flying like a bird But I’m just getting started So, to all of you in the darkness It does get better, Trust me. People say it a lot. But if you stick it out, If you go through our life At some point you’re going to get to the light at the end of the tunnel. I promise
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Sep 17, 2018
Sep 17, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC
Promise
Is it weird I want to kiss you? I’ve thought about doing it so many times you’re right      there and I'm right           here I could just lean in, but that would be weird, right? I don’t know if you like me back, I’m not good at this whole romance thing.
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Apr 24, 2018
Apr 24, 2018 at 10:04 PM UTC
Kiss
i have not written a lot I thought I didn’t need to, but i’m wrong i thought i escaped my problems but i just pushed them to the back of my mind
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Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 9:27 PM UTC
Poetry
one month clean i’ve made it here before then i didn’t think, and i fell, back down to the floor, maybe this time i’ll make it to two or three, or even four i guess, that’s what i’m hoping for
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Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 10:21 PM UTC
One Month
i didn’t think it through i didn’t think that the cuts would be so noticeable that i would feel ashamed that i would have to hide them that i wouldn’t be able to roll up my sleeves that i would start holding my arms in different places that whenever i was wearing a short sleeved shirt i would think about my scars i didn’t think it would take so much effort to stay clean that there would be no temptation
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 6:24 PM UTC
Think
in the moment i felt empty numb it was late i should’ve gone to bed but i didn’t i had been thinking about it for a while it was always tickling the back of my mind not letting me forget reminding me the moment of feeling something of feeling relief for a second and i did it i looked at the scissors and gilded them across my wrist then there was shame and regret and anger that i went almost two months and threw it all away i didn’t sleep that night i tossed and turned then pretended everything was fine
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Jan 23, 2018
Jan 23, 2018 at 8:04 PM UTC
Moment
scars tell stories how the ones on my right knee say that i was a fun loving kid who skipped down a gravel hill how my brother carried me back to my parents how i felt proud about my scar and could tell all the kids on the playground how i got it how the one on my right shin shows that i love tromping through blackberry bushes at camp with friends trying to find the biggest ones it makes me relive the memory of being there with them how the one on my left arm shows that i was a stupid kid and that i turned up the speed on that treadmill too much and fell and got stuck with it burning my back and cutting into my arm how the ones on my left wrist show that i am fighting a war with myself everyday that i am trying to feel something besides nothing that i want to be in control scars tell stories each one is a chapter in my life that i am going to remember forever some dark some light but they’re mine
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Jan 2, 2018
Jan 2, 2018 at 3:45 PM UTC
Scars
this girl in my eyes is close to perfection she’ll say she’s far from it but i’ll just look at her face i’ll see how strong she is how she smiles i’ll hear her laugh her cry and i’ll stand there with her not expressing my attraction but letting our friendship express some of it sure she isn’t perfect but i’ve accepted her flaws
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Dec 17, 2017
Dec 17, 2017 at 5:46 PM UTC
Girl
People will look at the red lines on my wrist and the tears lurking behind the mask and they will continue on not caring not offering help when I need it most I’m slowly slipping missing every single ledge I grabbed one but my fingers got too tired to hold on and I’ve given up I don’t know how to stop I can't do it anymore I’ve lost hope and I don’t know how to get it back I’m being eaten from the inside and no one can see it it’s not worth it I’m not worth it no one would care I’m not strong enough
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Dec 15, 2017
Dec 15, 2017 at 5:46 PM UTC
Slipping
it’s okay to not be okay. you can say what you want. But it’s just not your day. You can say you fine, but you know it’s fake people ask what the want and you smile and wave, but for their sake you try to be positive. Which sometimes hurts. but sometimes there is the flicker of happiness and laughter. But when it’s over you realize. you’re alone. And you’re not okay. And that’s okay.
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Dec 13, 2017
Dec 13, 2017 at 9:11 PM UTC
Okay