Crying dry tears

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Other  |  House: Booksie Classic
I just can't seem to cry...

Submitted: December 01, 2011

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I drag my knees into my chest, wrapping my arms around them, trying to feel something. I feel nothing. It is as if something is blocking my emotions, starving me of the need to feel human, feel part of this world. It is as if I am distant, somewhere else entirely, seeing things happening from afar. I only know one thing that I can feel, and that's pain. I bring the razor down savagely, again and again, frustrated. I can't cry, I'm silently screaming for someone to help me, help me feel again, but no one hears. The 'something' keeping my emotions from me has sharp claws and teeth that eat away at my willingness to live. I throw the razor away from me, not daring to think of the possibilities. Then I feel it, a trickle, but enough, I feel fear... Could death be my only way out? I've come close to it before... But I can't, My family... I'll suffer for them...

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Authors note:

 

Though this may seem dark... Please don't judge me, I'm only writing what I feel and in doing this I feel better, like I am releasing something that drags me down. I hope you guys can understand... If you would like to read 'Me, Myself and Stephen' it will give you a true account of why I am like this at times etc. 

And for the record, I'm really happy when I'm happy!!! If that makes sense. ;D  

Thank you. 


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