Bury the Past

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One thousand sleepless nights
One thousand tears cried
One thousand days alone
One thousand days without you

One thousand years of waiting

Before that

One thousand stories of a childhood
Ruined

So I take a breath
Swallow all these horrible ugly truths
Despite all of these bitter hinderances
That I bottle up

The anxiety and depression I coddle
The endless fears that I feed with my
Time, pride, future, joy
The sadness that I always come
Crawling back to
Seeking the only comfort I know
Silence

But I'm fucking tired
I'm sick of living in
Someone else's timeline
Other than mine

So I think it's time
That I move on
In pursuit of the truth
Of the life I deserve

So right here and now
I commit to
Cutting ties with the liar in my head
To trust my heart for once
To accept the cold hard truth

Because in order to silence the silence

You have

to

Bury
The
Past.

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