Dear my alive and dead,
I'm laying on my bed. Feeling empty. Empty.... I have searched for that word for more times than I can count. The word empty. Emp-Ty. It's simple. It's plain, like air. Open space, emptyness. Is space empty? I wonder. The stars aren't touchable, our people lie to us. We can only go as far as our injured legs can carry us. Up and up until gravity pulls us down. Gravity.... It holds us back. It makes sure we can only go as far as oxygen lives. Gravity. It's funny because gravity at first sight it's a light, airy, almost floating word. But, think more. Grav-ity. You can almost hear a feather hit the ground, a feather smashing against the ground. Heavy. Quick and painful. Yet so slow motion, gloomy.
I'm empty. My name starts with a K . Like fresh cut grass. Grass with green replaced with silver, metal, daggers. Fall on any surface; grass. You'll hurt. Quick and painful. Gravity. I sit here wanting to be filled, wanting to be free. Freedom. Freedom is a gift I would give my wrists and thighs to receive. That's all I want. Please, don't leave me. Border line personality disorder. It kills.... Not kills. Kill doesn't Exsist. It's freedom. And EVERY MOTHER FUCKIN CUNT HAS NO FUCKIN CLUE HOW IT FEELS WHEN YOU MOTHER THROWS THINGS AT YOU AND GIVES YOU BLACK EYES AND BRUISES THAT NO MATTER HOW MUCH MAKEUP YOU PUT ON IT, IT WONT LEAVE! AND YOU HIDING FROM YOUR OWN FUCKIN STEPDAD IN THE CLOSET BECAUSE HE WILL TAKE YOU AWAY, GIVE YOU FREEDOM YOU DON'T WISH TO HAVE! WHAT IF I DONT WANNA BE FREE?! WHAT IF I JUST WANNA BE FUCKIN LOVED AND I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY I FEEL EMPTY AND I CHEAT AND LIE AND PRETEND SO PEOPLE WILL FILL ME WITH FAKE LOVE, FAKE EMOTIONS SO I FEEL WHole again.... It's like being in a glass room with laughing and loving people on the other side and your just screaming on the inside of your glass prison, wanting nothing more to break through, to be free. I'm just hurt.
Hurt.
Afraid.
I want nothing more than to be held and protected....
Just love me....
Please.
-ObsessiveChildren
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Non-FictionObsessive Me. Yup that's me. *smiles like the derp of a child I am* Ok let's get his straight, I hate people. Like truly people are just fuck tards. They cause so much unneeded shit that I really don't have the time and amount of care for.... Yup t...
