At first when everything is fresh and new you don't want to say anything, you keep it barred deep within your inner most sole. You keep it barred deep within because you are ashamed, ashamed of yourself for being so weak. And it was your weakness that let the darkness in. Your weakness was the one that made a deal with lucifer, and lucifer was the one that sent the darkness that has now ride your body of any sign of true happiness, leaving it shriveled and bare. Your ashamed of what thoughts will run through peoples minds, but they will surly not speak to your face, rather behind it, in whispers, and house wife gossip. Finally, you ashamed, and afraid that they will tell you that what you are going through is absolutely nothing compared to the pain and hardship that they went through, and instead if fighting, you just agree, or even worse they could laugh at you, "how could you be so foolish to think that you are stronger then I am?"

Your afraid, alone, and empty.

Imagine how that would feel at 14

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 06, 2014 ⏰

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