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Sad girl, with soldiers who dont know shes there

(Told in your perspective, warning depressing)

I stood in the middle of my crowded empty room, the desks and bed spoke to me words of unknown uncertainty. Every thought I had broke within me before the words formed at my sewn lips, they were open but my voice was closed and the only sound I made was from my nose. As I breathed in oxygen and out carbon dioxide, a scattered breath I do remind. The water attacks my reddened cheeks, drops off my chin, into the floor crack it seeps. The walls now scream with memories from the past, of bad and worse they fly faster past. Crowded my disoriented mind, I break and leave no mark behind and then.... I wake...

I was always awake, I just wasn't there. Physically I was, but my mind was elsewhere. I left that spot and sat on my bed, broken thoughts fought my head as I pulled out my laptop and searched up them.... They always helped.

I know them very well, but they don't know me, they are the face in the screen that fixes my snapping seams. They don't see me, I see them. Just like the thousands of others do. I stared at the video of them doing their thing, my broken lips cracked as I laughed and a smile showed.

My parents would never understand, dad tell me that they are a waist of time while mother tells me to 'just be fine'. They never would understand the horrors I face, they don't see the monsters their voices create. When they scream at three am, slurs and curses and glass shatters again. I tried to block them out with music or sound but nothing was louder than  a divorcing sound.

The video now ended, and I lay. My eyes on the ceiling, wishing to take the pain away. My friends have left, my parents fought, and where does this leave time for me to be alright?! Nowhere, that's where.

This person I love that's behind the screen is the only thing that fixes me and I know it's the same for everyone else but this person helps me more than them okay that may be a lie but I don't care. I love them, it's the only love I know. Because my mom spits it and my dad doesn't show, my friends didn't care.........

I know they care.

(Short I know but whatever enjoy and please request )