Do you ever feel like there is so much stuff you want to get off your chest.. But you just can't seem to say anything.. It hurts to talk about anything.. I want to talk to someone but I have no clue what to even say..
I'm in so much pain.. I tried to reach out to you.. And you brushed it off your shoulder saying I was fine... I am fine..
I yelled at everything and at everyone.. I was so angry that I was fine. .
You're fine
I didn't curl up into ball trying so hard to disappear I cried my eyes out..
My hands shake.. The heavy feeling in my chest grows... I want so badly to talk to someone.. But every time I try.. I press the backspace. Or delete the messages.
Nobody cares.
Why do you even open your mouth?
I wasn't up most of the night cutting away the built up pain from the day.. Preparing myself for the following day.
Why even bother with hope... It's constantly torn from me. . I'm just so tired.. I don't even care about anything anymore..
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Another Day Another Pain .3(Growing up Series)
PoetryDays go on, the earth still spins. And well i just have to get through this. Growing Up Book Series's.3
