The sun leaves deep scars on my heart, hurting me every chance it can. To everyone else the bright beautiful sun is loved and praised, it's facade was nearly perfect. Getting burned with every word I was left helpless. I thought that just because of its title perhaps the sun would care for me. If you look close enough you might be able to see those burns scarred into my already broken heart.
How could it hurt me that easily? Throwing me away like I never meant anything. Tell me how it really feels, its the only way for things to be okay. Why can't it just admit that it never wanted me around? The sun would run off who knows where until the break of dawn, leaving us completely alone. Why wasn't I ever good enough, the sun has always shined so bright. It will always be this way, no matter how hard I tried.
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Barely Surviving
Teen FictionIt was beautiful and perfect, too perfect. For the blue began to fade. Imagine a night with no stars, no moon, and no light spent all alone. That's what became of the glorious light that I thought had saved me in the darkest of times. In the end, al...
