Destruction, darkness, blood, wreckage, shrapnel of war, corpses, tears, screamingWelcome to my humble worldI remember when I was young I was innocent I believe anyone's wordsI'm honest whateverNo matter what happens, I keep smilinghelp anyoneYou are so brightbut now........lonely broken gloomy withered alive but deadThis is simply my lifeLess than five months ago, I was diagnosed with depression
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silent screaming
Teen FictionI am devastated. I created this book to make up for the pent-up cries inside me and for my trapped tears, to describe the pain that results from a choking when the oxygen in the world was not enough for me.
