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Jan 2014
I will not scream to the world that I am a victim,
Because I find that ridiculous,
However, I feel this terrible feeling of pain,
And I have been keeping it from everyone including myself,

I am at a battle with myself,
But I will not,
I cannot,
Let that break me,

You may think that I am slashing myself every other night,
However, I am not,
I will not,
I cannot,

I do not cry much,
I do not hurt myself,
I still crack jokes and I try to see the positiveness of things,
But sometimes I just want to give up,

And yet I still feel that sharp pain,
Against my chest,
Do you know,
I can't get it out,

I refuse to hurt myself but I believe that,
The deepest wound is not the physical wound,
It is the sadness that you carry,
And it gashes into you deeper and deeper each time you think about it,

This is not a physical battle,
This is a mental battle,
This is an emotional battle,
And somehow I will win,
Written by
Ileana
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