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Jan 2015
She's scared.
Lost and confused.
Overthinking everything.
Praying that everything will be okay.

Millions of questions that can't be answered.
Millions of doubts.
Holding back tears.
She wanted help, but didn't want to look for it.

Fear of judgement.
Afraid of the attention,
She held it all in.
No one knew she was breaking so deeply. So fast.

Sleep deprived from her mind sprinting.
Appetite lost from feeling so disgusting inside.
Hands shaking from the horrid thought that everything will be lost.
Yet, she was already gone.

Another day, she couldn't bear.
She wanted it all to end.
This was the night she promised herself,
That all of this would finish.

She drove to a shop nearby,
To get her last meal.
That's when a man walked by,
Then asked her how she feels.

He asked her what was the matter?
Confused, she asked what he meant.
He replied,
his voice shaking.

"I can see the sadness in your soul,
I can see you want to die.
I won't let you feel this way, miss.
You are too great to let go."

She smiled and said,
"I'm fine."
He didn't believe her.
Not one bit.

He insisted on buying her meal she had ordered.
And asked if there was anything he could do.
Afraid, she told him no, then walked back to her vehicle.
He came after her.

"I know you're scared.
I know you're afraid, lost, and confused.
Getting help isn't a bad deal.
You are special. I can feel it in your presence."

Suddenly she broke down,
Fell to the ground crying.
He held her there,
and told her one last thing.

"You, miss, are everything.
There is no one quite like you.
You are beautiful, thoughtful, and selfless.
The world needs someone like you, so please. Start it all over, and give it one more try."

Her tears began to fade,
Her fear seemed to run away.
She thought to herself that she could give it another try.
She looked up the thank the man, but he was gone. Nothing but a foot print left on the ground.

The wind picked up,
And she looked at the sky,
To find that there was a star,
A star that shined brighter this night.
Lazy Writing.

Use your imagination. :)

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Syreena Phelps
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Syreena Phelps  23/F
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