Sometimes you just need to let go.
Let go of those who hurt you.
Let go of those who no longer love you.
Let go of those that did you wrong.
Close your eyes.
Remember every moment that made you weak.
Remember every single person who hurt you.
Engrave it in your brain.
Then let go.
Let them go like sand sliding through your fingers.
Let it all go.
Begin again.

And some days,
I feel like I still have a chance to survive
and breathe again.

The world tries to touch me,
as if I am all of theirs.
The world has seen my face.
Yet nobody knows the that tragedy I am.
Broken.
All parts of me.
In your love, I am lost.

sometimes I lay awake
Sitting in a dark room.
Like time travel,
my mind slips to the past.
The pain, the happiness
but mostly the misery.
Loneliness is the most tragic feeling.
The craving of having those back who once hurt you so dearly.
Dangerous, is that thought.
To call that person and ask,
do you want me too?
But you don't.
Because you know the answer.
The misery eats you alive,
never being able to be alone with your thoughts
What a funny concept.
You try to escape your past, but at night you lay awake reliving it in your mind.
It is the only form of sanity that you have left.
Living in the past.

The pain feels so real sometimes.
As if your memories have the power to rip my heart right open.
I can still hear you voice in my head, it makes my heart pound.
I wonder how you are, I wonder where you are.
Do you think of me ever?
The world carries on without you, but nothing is the same.
I wonder if you have forgotten me.
I lay awake at night wondering why you won't leave my mind.
It's been years. Yet I remember you every night
I shed tears for you every night.
Do you still remember me?
The pain feels so real sometimes.
The pain feels so real sometimes.

I asked for an angel.
Someone to save me, someone to bring my my smile back.
I met you one hour before I turned 20.
Signs.
You took away my tears. The sound of my laughter filled the halls.
Signs.
People saw that happiness was showered upon me.
Lucky?
We talked about how ******* up we are.
About the pain that was given to us.
About the broken trust. The broken hearts.
The tears we shed. We were both broken.
Signs.
Maybe that's why it's so hard for us to be together
We're both too broken to fix each other
Signs.
These are signs that we've been looking for our entire lives.
We are soul mates
Even if we don't end up together
These are signs that we are supposed to fix each other
Kiss the pain away
Signs

Heartache seemed like a reoccurring trend within her life.
it was simple to see that happiness was not her best quality. Something very troubling it seemed. Memories from the past never seemed to escape from her. It even haunted her dreams. Past monsters seemed like angels from the heavens. Their words so blissful, their touch so pure. The pain was indescribable. The restlessness seemed unbearable. She wanted to disappear but wanted to be missed at the same time. Those who truly loved her could see she was a tragedy. Those who didn't love her thought she was just crazy. Why she cared so much, not even she knows. Hate was not in her blood. Being left was her worst fear, yet a reoccurring action in her life. It seemed like new characters, however a rerun. The same lines they spit out, or shall I say lies. The same vulnerability she showed. As they walked away so heartlessly, taking away a piece of her a bit more each time. You'd think she'd learn by now, but she seemed to always go beg back. They called it begging, she called it bringing her sanity back. Nobody understood her, not even herself. Nobody wanted her, not even herself. Nobody loved her, not even herself.