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Brooke Elizabeth Aug 2014
I'm starting to forget things about you
the way your voice sounds
your eyes
your laugh
your smile
your smell
your hugs

It has been 12 days since I saw you last
12 long days

I leave for school in 14 days
14 short days

I long to hear your voice, your laugh
to see your eyes, your smile
to smell your smell
to feel your hug
just one last time in the next 14 days

And I pray to God that the 12 days since I saw you last don't become 26 days because by then, it will be too late
Brooke Elizabeth Aug 2014
The voices in her head
Haunt her when she goes to bed

The secrets that she swears to keep
Make her sick from lack of sleep

Late at night she cries
But to their concerns, "I'm fine," she lies

She looks in the mirror and hates what she sees
From her frizzy hair to her chubby knees

She fights for the strength to go on
But fears no one will miss her when she is gone

Alone at night she puts up a fight

She holds on to her dreams
As the voices in her head let out their screams

But she builds up hope
And puts down her rope

The tears spill
But she puts down each pill

Not today,

Not tonight

She puts up a fight
Praying that one day, she'll be alright

— The End —