im weak
i didnt realize it until I had gotten so mad at myself I needed to scream
i grabbed a pillow and shoved my face into it
i couldn't scream
i couldn't do anything
i just laid there
pillow to my face
tear stained
quietly breathing
voice shaking
thats when i knew
i was weak
and since then
i haven't been able to go back.
Mar 17, 2015
Mar 17, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
im weak
i didnt realize it until I had gotten so mad at myself I needed to scream
i grabbed a pillow and shoved my face into it
i couldn't scream
i couldn't do anything
i just laid there
pillow to my face
tear stained
quietly breathing
voice shaking
thats when i knew
i was weak
and since then
i haven't been able to go back.
and this is it
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