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reality

and then there are those days

 

when one minute your smiling

enjoying the gleeful moments,

wishing the day could never end

 

and then the next minute

you become a gloomy stew of sadness and pain

crying out for someone to hear you,

someone to relate to.

 

you begin to break down,

piece by piece

you remember the flaws

the nightmares

the torment

and you want it all to end

 

you dont want to do it

but its the only thing you know to do

though no one knows your internal sadness

they soon wont be able to fix whats been done

 

their words

their actions

they all come together

as a deadly force

that can and will take my life

and they call this

society

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Written by
jessica-cushman
American
Published
May 18, 2013
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