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It began 8 years ago, But I believed I couldn’t Since I was told I was too Young or I didn’t Understand what it truly Meant I found solace in a different way- A dangerous way that only provided The temporary feeling of Something other then just - nothing. I battled myself daily, wanting Nothing more then to vanish into another life Easily, another life could’ve been better. I wouldn’t lay there staring at the ceiling or physically causing harm just to feel something - As I grew older The less I dreamt of a new life and allowed the dreams of making mine better And as time went on Things did seem to get better. I cleansed my space of the physical and negative attractions That I’ve accepted as a lifestyle. I started accepting new people into my life Even though I knew they’d drift away in time. Then I became an adult, And this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I’ve been floating through the days In a haze and I need a ******* Change. I understand now more Then ever and On a much more personal level. But, it’s been 8 years- Four years since it’s ended And an hour since I’ve had An old thought Of allowing myself to Repeat history. But as I think of it, I have been Just in a different way.
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Feb 22, 2022
Feb 22, 2022 at 4:20 AM UTC
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It began 8 years ago, But I believed I couldn’t Since I was told I was too Young or I didn’t Understand what it truly Meant I found solace in a different way- A dangerous way that only provided The temporary feeling of Something other then just - nothing. I battled myself daily, wanting Nothing more then to vanish into another life Easily, another life could’ve been better. I wouldn’t lay there staring at the ceiling or physically causing harm just to feel something - As I grew older The less I dreamt of a new life and allowed the dreams of making mine better And as time went on Things did seem to get better. I cleansed my space of the physical and negative attractions That I’ve accepted as a lifestyle. I started accepting new people into my life Even though I knew they’d drift away in time. Then I became an adult, And this is the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I’ve been floating through the days In a haze and I need a ******* Change. I understand now more Then ever and On a much more personal level. But, it’s been 8 years- Four years since it’s ended And an hour since I’ve had An old thought Of allowing myself to Repeat history. But as I think of it, I have been Just in a different way.
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Peach
Feb 22, 2022
Feb 22, 2022 at 4:20 AM UTC
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