Run away from my problems, im feeling blue.
But how can i run with the stones in my shoes.
How can i escape this maze i'm trapped in.
When nobody else can see it.
Why should I scream out this pain that i feel.
If nobody will understand it.
Im wearing a mask, can't you tell.
Trying to survive this unbearable hell.
I'm trying to flee these cuts on my soul.
But It's hard to do with these holes on my soles.
Drowning in sadness, but i cannot swim.
Starved of affection, letting anybody in.
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A suspiciously odd amount of Short Stories.
De TodoHere's some stories that are small, may not have a beginning. May not have an ending. But they are what they are. Deal with it I guess. "//" - Super short writing bits. ">><<" - Short Stories.
