I get it, i do. I know what it's like to hurt with every breathe you take because you're wondering why in the hell you are still breathing, because every night you pray to whoever is willing to listen, for it all to stop. and it hurts. I also know that it hurts so bad to see the one you love - or loved, love someone else the way they never loved you. because you see the love in their eyes for her and you have to be happy because at least someone's feeling loved. and I know it hurts to have a whole day filled with failures and you messing up and finally, you drop your pencil and it feels as if the whole world just came crumbling down, and I get it. I know your inhaling all the air that just turns out to kill us in the end anyway. I know it hurts to get out of bed some days because it seems to be the only thing holding you together anymore and when you get up and out, you can hear you can hear your bones scream and ache but that's not a bad thing. it's good, it means you're alive regardless of the pain you've been trudging along in. so when the sun still refuses to stop shinning and the moon still lights up the darkness despite the sun getting all the credit, you have to start appreciating it because they're shining for you. and although you curse them for being so bright, they are only a reflection of you and you cannot get mad at a star shining for shining because after all, fire is bright. and that's what you are. fire. and no matter what you will always burn so bright. //
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Şiirthe last time you left there was a part of me that was so sunken and in vein that I could barely handle myself. i wanted to leave. there was no place for me here. but the collateral damage would have been too much and the pain that lingered behin...
