It seems so long ago. Maybe it was. Before I died, I was so care free. I was innocent and strong. I loved so blindly and got broken down over and over but I never stopped. I kept pushing forward. I kept living.
I remember being in pain alot, but never letting it slow me down. I used to laugh. Can I still? I was loved by many and desired by thousands. Now I am alone, but its better this way. If I say it enough maybe it will become true.
Before I was so warm and was filled with a light that shined so bright nothing could hide its glow. Now my light is dead just like me.
Before there was a boy, he loved me so much. I wanted to marry him, I wanted to have children and watch them grow. He is gone too. My dreams are shattered but I can't cry for him. You never cry in the dark.
I had hopes to be famous. To sing for the world. To paint and write and do so many things. I was foolish I know but I was a child. I didnt know what would happen to me. I never believed in fate or wrong choices. I tried to learn from my mistakes. I never learned if I had maybe just maybe I would still be alive.
All I wanted was for the voices to stop. For the pain to be taken away. I just didn't expect to be this empty inside. Is there a way to go back. To go back to my dreams. To my old life. The one filled with romance and passion. To laughter and smiles. No I can never go back this is my life now. This darkness is my home. Whats that noise. The sounds grow closer every day. No every night. There is no sun here. But this is what I wanted. Right?
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Short Storythis is a story about a girl, a girl who was lost, is still lost but refuses to give up, she keeps fighting.
