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a realisation of how life can suck the feeling out of you.

Submitted: November 28, 2011

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Submitted: November 28, 2011



There comes that moment in life when you find yourself sitting on your bed with the lights off listening to death cab for a cutie, the same song, tiny vessels, over and over again.

You feel something you’ve never felt before, withdrawn, numb.

As though you’ve become this shell, unable to respond.

Somehow you’ve been forgotten by everyone even yourself, you question your own answers, do you even know who you are anymore?

You’ve pushed away everyone who ever cared, afraid that they would hurt you because that’s all you‘ve ever known.

Sat in the dark, alone, with nothing but bad memories and a broken heart.

It’s the moment you tell your self you have nothing left, you don’t mean a thing to anyone, you start to question your own choices, you’ve put yourself in this place that’s now shut, air tight, unable to breath at the best of times.

The sound of distant laughter breaks the bubble you’ve built around yourself, you tell them your fine, they know your not, yet still they seem to be happy that something’s not right, you’re not right.

So you accept that you’re an inconvenience, the thought of disappearing crosses your mind, just to leave, go anywhere that isn’t this broken house.

You’ve got nothing to lose, no friends.

It’s never been easy but I never thought it would be this hard.

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