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What would it mean to you… If I turned around and jumped over the edge, knowing I’ll never return? What would it mean to you… If I completely lost myself in this tide of self-inflicted torture? What would it mean to you… If I stopped existing for everyone’s sake, maybe even my own? What would it mean to you… If your world came crashing down around you, burning bright flames of a hushed goodbye? What would it mean to you… If I stopped trying, because every time I try it hurts more than the last time? What would it mean to you… If I left this scary place, where you could be free of me and my darkness? What would it mean to you… If I came to you with a storm of my own, tear stained cheeks and sobs that beg for help? What would it mean to you… If I said that I need you now more than ever, but it feels like you’re slipping farther away? What would it mean to you… If I stopped every task at hand just to be there for you? What would it mean to you… If I merely asked for, not the same, but some comfort and safety from this raging battle against myself in a war I’ll never win? What would it mean to you… If I endlessly ran away from my problems that chase me with razor sharp teeth and menacing claws of pure destruction? What would it mean to you… If I let this darkness consume me? What would it mean to you… If I left?
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
Meaning
What would it mean to you… If I turned around and jumped over the edge, knowing I’ll never return? What would it mean to you… If I completely lost myself in this tide of self-inflicted torture? What would it mean to you… If I stopped existing for everyone’s sake, maybe even my own? What would it mean to you… If your world came crashing down around you, burning bright flames of a hushed goodbye? What would it mean to you… If I stopped trying, because every time I try it hurts more than the last time? What would it mean to you… If I left this scary place, where you could be free of me and my darkness? What would it mean to you… If I came to you with a storm of my own, tear stained cheeks and sobs that beg for help? What would it mean to you… If I said that I need you now more than ever, but it feels like you’re slipping farther away? What would it mean to you… If I stopped every task at hand just to be there for you? What would it mean to you… If I merely asked for, not the same, but some comfort and safety from this raging battle against myself in a war I’ll never win? What would it mean to you… If I endlessly ran away from my problems that chase me with razor sharp teeth and menacing claws of pure destruction? What would it mean to you… If I let this darkness consume me? What would it mean to you… If I left?
Please, help me. Don't let me leave.
amber-bowen
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May 27, 2015
May 27, 2015 at 7:58 PM UTC
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