Wreckage

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: October 11, 2018

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They say everything will get better eventually.

They tell you that you're being dramatic when you're brought to tears.

The only choice you have is to swallow it and try to forget it exists at all.

Bury a part of who you are.

It doesn't get better.

We simply learn to erase it.

I would cry.

I would make you understand that the past isn't the problem.

Most of the time, anyway.

I would show you how it feels to be loved.

But I've swallowed it all in an attempt to move forward.

In a vicious attempt to escape the past, in all reality.

To escape the wreckage of what I used to be.

You don't know me.

You don't know how heavy the mask I wear really is.

And I would never tell you.

That would be too dramatic.

It'll all be alright, eventually.


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