A/N this is an original poem I wrote in a tough time. **trigger warning**
She's hurt she's broken. But no one will notice. They're all busy with friends. Friends. The one word she cant say she has. She holds it in with a fake smile. But sooner or later it fades. She cant achieve her one dream. Teased by the talented around her. She fades. Her strong broken heart melts. The only thing keeping her going is her fantasy. She lives in it in hopes of escaping. Not only the world, but the voices. She finally escapes. Leaveing all the pain, dreams, and non loving people behind. She is stopped halfway towards her freedom. By the one she misses the most. He tells her its not time. She then asks "why must I suffer?". He responds with a simple note. On the note it says "it will open when its time". She tries to open it but no matter what it wont open. He then sends her back but first makes her promise to stay strong. Fifty years later, she is married and has two kids. She had fallen ill and when laying on the hospital bed she pulled out the note she always carried. It finally opened. It said " look at you, i knew you could make it, you stayed strong for me".
