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Time has changed us.

by @samantha-jade

We sit across from one another, the table a vast road block that my younger self is afraid to cross. Tension is splayed out between us like an elephant in the room and it pins itself down, heavy on my chest. I watch as a nother pill sends you sailing, you're worse off, but I too am just as lost. Just as you merely fall off your chair, we all begin to plummet with you. Take another, you'll fail to pay a bill, just one more and you're on the kitchen floor. You don't see me, but maybe you never had, I've lost what you should be to us and you're not the man I thought you could be. I remember taking long rides, trips to great beyonds, heat exaggerated by tightly closed car windows so bad we'd turn on the A/C. We would go, the five of us, to play in the sun, to enjoy the rain fall, to be young. My youth ended at the hands of your stupid mistakes. I remember being the one who didn't have to care, just being cared for was enough. I think back to the days where you were actually here not just something I could watch from across a table as I wonder when you'll begin supper or if you wonder. I wonder if you remember how to walk in your state. Mother is always worried now, as gasoline stops running through the veins of this weak house. There's another notice on the door but only few things matter to you now. I remember everything from these days so god damn well and I hate myself for all of it. But, I hate you more so. I trusted you'd get better, I felt bad for you! And I landed on my ass at the sweet age of 15. The tension in our house, rose like an angry beast, as two months past and you left bread on the table, we still hadn't seen your face you knew we didn't want you, I didn't know we didn't need you. I was such a fool to have such stupid beliefs I hated that you held nothing, walked away with nothing. Now years roll past us, changing seasons, graduations my life has changed so greatly I haven't needed you, and I guess you didn't need any of us, because there hasn't been a call or a visit, not even a sign that you're still alive. And I can't tell if it hurts anymore.
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Apr 28, 2014
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needs revision, but I'll get to that, later in the week

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#love#pills#life#drugs#loss#hurt#young#family
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