(I wrote this myself.)
There was a girl;
that once felt hope.
She sometimes still believes in this,
but each moment a little less and less.
She always feel abandoned in her despair,
and it's difficult to repair.
She becomes broken each day some more,
keeping these emotions in her own core.
She finds herself hiding behind this smile,
the one that shows her denial.
Her thoughts of lonesomeness,
which no person should posses.
She camouflages this so very well,
it would feel like she's in hell.
She hurts on the inside,
trying to push these demons aside.
She just want something better,
to not feel this terror.
She knows it can be manageable;
there are things that makes life tolerable.
She just cannot find the thrill,
like when she was a child with a one dollar bill.
She remembers dreams were imaginable,
now it feels like she's undoubtedly fallible.
Her wish is to find herself soon.
This feels as if she's trapped in a cocoon.
She would like to have,
not to be detached.
She needs to end this coldness,
before death leaves her soulless.
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My Mythical Life Journal (Part 1)
ParanormalTHIS IS AN NONFICTION STORY! This is going to be about my past, what I know about what I am, life updates, AWOT updates, and ect. Please enjoy! Also don't hate on this and if you do hate I will remove anything about the hate. ALWAYS TRY TO LOVE AND...