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It gets darker and darker. Every day another shade. Today it was so dark that I lost sight of who I was. I could't see myself. I couldn't feel my own skin. Reflection couldn't help me either, what looked back was hallowed out. I could feel it in every inch of me. The want, The need to pull myself back together. Find my pieces and resurrect. I was supposed to protect myself. Protect the adolescent in me, The one I still am. I know she wouldn't be proud. I sank deeper and deeper. But tonight, Tonight it started to get a little bit lighter. The illuminated hands reached out to me, Pulled me out of the water, Saved me from drowning, From sinking any further. They held me up and I never wanted them to let me go.
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
Obscurity
It gets darker and darker. Every day another shade. Today it was so dark that I lost sight of who I was. I could't see myself. I couldn't feel my own skin. Reflection couldn't help me either, what looked back was hallowed out. I could feel it in every inch of me. The want, The need to pull myself back together. Find my pieces and resurrect. I was supposed to protect myself. Protect the adolescent in me, The one I still am. I know she wouldn't be proud. I sank deeper and deeper. But tonight, Tonight it started to get a little bit lighter. The illuminated hands reached out to me, Pulled me out of the water, Saved me from drowning, From sinking any further. They held me up and I never wanted them to let me go.
Wrote this through my recovery. Thank you Adam for always giving me strength.
#help#light#recovery
Ricordatidime
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Ricordatidime
Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
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