She said she no longer wanted to live, but I didn't understand. She hadn't lived since she was four years old. She's been trapped inside of her mind looking for someway to free herself of what he did to her. It's not as simple as just forgetting, but oh God I wish it was. I wish every broken part of her past would vanish. And I wish, that for just one second she could see how wonderful life is. Maybe she would stop trying to escape and start to live.
-live, don't survive
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Excerpts From The Book I'll Never Write
PoetrySomething I had to write in order to feel again.
