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you sit there crying because she left you
she did the same thing to me
she left me there crying, she told me she loved me and she would never leave me
but now look shes with you hurting you instead of me your crying because you wont let her go, i told you what she did to me and how much she hurt me, you know how you took her back after she said sorry and she will never do it again but look she did it again she left you probably ******* another ***, but you will take her back, and she's saying the same things  she said to me to you, she is lying to you, she wants to break you down where no one else could have you because your sad, but look get over her all, all she is  doing is hurt you and you can stop the hurt only if you let her go
to someone  who getting hurt the same way i did and by the same person that hurt me
  Jan 2015 maybe one more day
Holly
Fake smiles,
Fake laughs,
Fake heart,
Fake personality,
Fake human,
Fake me,
So yeah, Fake is me.
im slowly counting down the days
where my life is going to end
im slowly dying
im slowly bleeding
im slowly falling sleep
it's dark
i cant wake up
i finally did it
i can be happy
i can smile
but wait i wake up
it was all a dream,
but im still bleeding
it wont stop
im sorry
The ticks pound in my head
like African drums.
Each tock sounds off
another second of life lost.
And another.
And another.

The silence is too loud.
The voices aren't as quiet.
They're more than murmurs in my head.
I hear them clearer than ever before.
Focused.
Intelligible.

I've done so much in life
But I've done nothing.
I'm surrounded by people
Yet completely alone.
Facades.
Fears.

Past memories resurface.
The worst of them first.
How could I have accepted it?
How could I have not stopped it?
Alcohol.
Abuse.

I've seen hatred.
The dark side of the coin.
I've seen lives fall apart
And walls crumble.
Death.
Divorce.

I'm close to ending it all.
It would only take one slice.
I've summoned up the courage.
I'm not "okay" anymore.
Red.
Running.

My mind is getting hazy,
But it's clearer than it's ever been.
My worries are draining out of me
As well as life.
Darkness.
Descending.

I'm getting cold now.
My feeling is fading away.
The ride ends here.
All I want to do is sleep.
And sleep.
*And sleep.
I'm neither struggling with depression nor suicidal. I just wanted to put myself in the mindset of someone who is and write about it.
  Jan 2015 maybe one more day
kelia
i am the girls you haven’t kissed
the patch of skin below your wrist
i am the sky dark before dawn
your hair before you cut it, blonde and long
i am your neighbors window, a grocery bag
i am the best and the worst thing you’ve never had

you’ll dream of me as soon as i leave
i’ll pretend i don’t know that you watched me sleep
whispered my name, it was almost noon
wiped my eyes and swallowed the moon
thought about you on the train ride home
i’m not allowed to love you, i’ll leave you alone
(falling for you)
  Jan 2015 maybe one more day
Emily Ann
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.
my wrist bleeding  
they are stained red
my head hurts
im in so much pain
the pain is taking over
im trying so hard
but every time i turn around i see you
our conversations replay in my head
i cant take the pain
i look around and all i remember is you saying you would be there
telling me you wouldn't let me go
now my wrist are still bleeding
im still counting but it never works
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