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Darkness, depression, sadness, lonelyness, fear, find it all, right here...

Submitted:Dec 23, 2012    Reads: 73    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   

In this corner, alone I sit. It's so dark here where I sit, where no one can see me. But thats the problem, I want to be seen. You say wanting attention is a bad thing, what if you've forgotten what attention feels like? What if you want to know what it's like to be looked at, not looked through? I've sat here to long, but I fear of steping out. What if it all happens again?

These cuts that have went to far, that never stop bleeding, only a dream. I've never had the courage of taking my own life, or what keeps me alive. My life is gone... gone like the wind that carried my heart away. I close my eyes, just so I can't see. If you can't see it, it's not there... just like me. But it's time people see me, the real me.

I step out, the air is cold and sends shivers along my spine. Faces turn to meet my eyes. Their stares, unkind, unloving. I feel a grip on my arms. I let out a scream but it seems no one heard me. There faces turned grey and started to fall away. I looked around, everything was falling apart. I shut my eyes so I wouldn't have to endure the sight anymore. But I had to look once more. My eyes opened, and all I seen was... a shadow.

I looked down at my arms, scratches and bruises covered them. I still felt the burning of there stares in my head. I guess my lesson is, don't take chances, stay where your meant to be, alone in a corner, like me.


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