The Place of Freedom. Where People from all around come to make a new life . I needed a new start. Somewhere new, were i din't have anything that would remmind me of what happened. Yet it still haunts me, I can't get a night were i don't have a dream about it . A night were i don't cry myself to sleep or i don't feel useless. I keep trying to move on. Maybe find something to fill that Hole that i feel inside, Yet it dosen't seem to be that easy now is it. I started this just to try open up and not have this knot in my throat like i have had all my life but instead since i started this i move farther away from those who say love me i just close myself away from everyone else and just act like i don't have something on my mind like i have not been crying my self to sleep for years ... You see i tried this all before . To open up . That is what i never tell people that i did open up and in return all i revived were bland words and back stabbing and you act so bland around me like you had it worse... For someone who has been crying for years i try to much to see this world better to have everyone smiling instead of crying because i know how it feels and i din't have anyone so i try to be there for everyone. What is sad is that i won't and I'll keep killing myself over and over acting like i have a chance to actually make a difference. Those people were right. I should of just died after it happened. I should of not tried to move on and survive. They were Right.
