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I used to be scared of what hid under my bedsheets, hid in the shadows of my closet. I've come to find that I am what is hiding under the sheets. (hiding from what?) I am the shadows in my closet. Yes, I write about sad because I am sad. I AM SO ******* SAD. STOP telling me HOW TO FEEL, HOW TO ACT, WHAT TO SAY, AND HOW TO SEE THE WORLD. I'm caught behind my silence because I don't know how to tell you everyone is screaming at me and they just won't stop and I can't seem to differentiate between your crying and my own. All I can see is broken glass. I hit the wall so many ******* times holding a bottle, holding a **** holding a heart. There's shattered glass everywhere. No wonder my feet are bleeding. "Your voice is so quiet." "Speak up, please." I'm screaming your name and you won't turn the **** around. Was it something I said? Or didn't say. Do we want to hid in closets or under piles of blankets because that's the only place I feel warmth anymore. That's the only place I feel safe
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
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I used to be scared of what hid under my bedsheets, hid in the shadows of my closet. I've come to find that I am what is hiding under the sheets. (hiding from what?) I am the shadows in my closet. Yes, I write about sad because I am sad. I AM SO ******* SAD. STOP telling me HOW TO FEEL, HOW TO ACT, WHAT TO SAY, AND HOW TO SEE THE WORLD. I'm caught behind my silence because I don't know how to tell you everyone is screaming at me and they just won't stop and I can't seem to differentiate between your crying and my own. All I can see is broken glass. I hit the wall so many ******* times holding a bottle, holding a **** holding a heart. There's shattered glass everywhere. No wonder my feet are bleeding. "Your voice is so quiet." "Speak up, please." I'm screaming your name and you won't turn the **** around. Was it something I said? Or didn't say. Do we want to hid in closets or under piles of blankets because that's the only place I feel warmth anymore. That's the only place I feel safe
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC
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