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Emily Ann Jan 2015
Where's the fairy tale ending?
A white horse
A handsome prince
Instead there's a broken heart
Like shattered glass
To be stepped on
And swept away
With all the false realities.
Emily Ann Jan 2015
Four walls can't hold back the cries
The tears that soak you to your soul
Drenched with the pain of the past.
But there's always a light people talk about
The one that comes and goes
Hides it's face until it's found-
Discovered and ready for use
The light as we know it is hope
Just a tiny beacon of light it is
That shows people the way
Out of the darkness they've named home
Emily Ann Jan 2015
What hurts is the silence.
When the insecurities breathe down your neck calling you by name.
Telling you you're not worth it to anyone
But someday you'll be worth it to that one-
Person who has waited for someone like you.
To pull them out of the darkness
That engulfs them
To wipe the tears
That drown them
To kiss the scars
That clothe them
To show that person the light
That will be the guide to something better
Something unseen through the pain, hurt and hatred
A light that can pull you from the past-
Shake you from the grasp of the worst monster you've ever known.
Someday you will see that this is what you've done for me.
Emily Ann Jan 2015
You know there's something wrong
when at 2 am you hear the razor call your name
And all you see is the ray of the lighters flame
Wondering if anything will ever be the same
Or how you're going to get out of this mess you made
Just a silly little girl finding safety in bathroom stalls
But everything is crumbling. Every single wall
The ones she built up from the beginning start to fall
She sees herself again years later looking back-
At the monster who had her in it's grasp
Spitting at it. Stomping on it. She won't let it take her
It teases. Pulls. Prods. Doesn't stop, keeps shaking her.
But that's what recovery is.
A fight everyday.
The strength returns. The smiles are back the tears come to a halt.
She's made it. She won.
But the fights not over
Because once it starts it's never done.

— The End —