It's the guilt that hurts the most.
The feeling of "what if" that hurts. Because I should have done something.
I could have.
And that's what pains me.
Causes me to constantly clutch the toilet bowl and ruining my teeth.
The shame, fear, guilt and headache.
To know something bad has happened.
Something that would lead in a filled coffin of unfulfilled wishes and dreams of someone so young.
Could have been taken by such an old cause.
It wasn't their time.
But I'll always remember.
11th of November 2016, the day something terrible almost happened.
The day someone so close almost lost their whole world to the suffering of sadness.
12:35 in the middle of the night in Oregon.
Someone I love stopped messaging when they were broken and beaten down.
The day I failed them.
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Emotional Shorts
RandomThis is just a book of what I want to write down. I put it on here hoping it could help others see that their not alone. I would not call them stories or poems. Just thoughts that get stuck in my head for the day, or even just a scene I wish to add...
