15/9/22
In the safety of her blanket she slept dreaming of the world she wished for. Waking up in her dreamland of happiness and the feeling of belongingness. She woke up on the same lonely bed with nothing to look forward to.
A guitar she wished she had. Not to show it off to others but to find the peace in the small notes. Saw her close one's believe she is afraid of the thunder outside they didn't knew how she fought with her inner voices last night.
Masking a facade of happiness she spend her day laughing. Curdled up in her blanket on a hot night.
Trying to tone down the voices screaming at her. She lost the battle while taking care of her mask.
Yet again she finally thought she was happy. She was too good that she even fooled herself. College seems like a good place to go but she decided to stay home not because she was lazy but because of the loneliness she felt in herself even when being in a crowd same age as her.
Comforting others with the words she wished to hear. Still holding onto the tiny thread of hope.
Hope of getting to see the light, waiting for the black clouds to pour down and to welcome the sunshine like a traveler who came Home.
-Late night diaries.
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Blue & Grey
Não FicçãoA diary written by a suicidal and depressed soul going through the hardest time fighting her own inner demons. My diary. 💜
