This Girl

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Non-Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
This piece is based on a young girl who denies herself to depression that will only get worse.

Submitted: October 21, 2016

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She holds the deepest scars, that girl. The girl who's mask forever, oh always gleaming bright with nothing but warm love, laughter. Perfectly practised act where everyone falls into the trap of just thinking this mask, is her. 
One by one she submerges each and every individual into who she shows the world to be. She hides her true self so incredibly well that even she, herself falls lost in her own trap. The trap of which she desperately fought, oh so terribly hard from everyone she came into contact with. "You see" she says, "I could never wish upon anyone the ache and pain I suffer from every minute of every day." 
Feelings so much as tsunamis close in on her mind; sadness, self-hatred, everything but the love she once managed to disguise herself with. Deeper, further she seeps like an explosive volcano her feelings tear up her heart. She knows. She always has known. This young girl who only ever knew broken trust, torn love through the sharpest lies. All she ever acknowledged between the voices that once soothed her body to sleep years back, only emerged to be screaming voices which she can never forget. 
No one can help her, she's broken. She always has been broken. Little did she know that only she, herself could remove her own body from this black whirlpool of bipolar emotions. A rollercoaster that only ever seems to roll in downward spirals. "If you don't get out now, will you ever make it out?" They say repeatedly hoping to drum sense into her shattered body. As everything seemed capricious, soon as this lost soul so almost gave up all hope, something clicked. She recognised her illness which for years on end she denied herself to, she became stronger than her illness. Anticipated, she was always ready. Only now, she is submerging into someone who is more than her own mind; depression does not define who you are. You do. 


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