Cry.

Cry.

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For Nick.
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For Nick.

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Submitted: October 30, 2009

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Submitted: October 30, 2009

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It feels like an elephant is sitting on my chest
Like a dog is using my heart as a chew toy
I feel this gigantic weight pushing my whole body downward
And all I can do is cry.

We cry out of happiness,
hate,
and true love.
I cry out of grief.

Will this black whole get any smaller?
With it eventually hurt less as time passes by?
Does anyone really know exactly how I feel?
These questions swirl in my thoughts when your presents is brought up.

I feel like screaming,
but know one would here me.
I feel like dieing.
But whats the point?
I'm already half dead inside.

My once sunny days,
have turned into Mondays.
Tiring Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays fallow,
The misunderstood glances I get at school.
This isn't fair.
Why me?
This seems to be a popular question among my family.

As I write this,
My heart seems to skip a couple of beats.
Thinking of you is joyous,
But painful,
All in one single breath.

Is it possible for ones soul to whither away?
I don't think so.
You may not continue to live on this earth,
But you will remain in my soul.
Forever.


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