To get through this door is so easy that it is hard,
It takes the finest to get to that other side,
Some avoid it,
Some almost open that door,
Others step halfway through,
To where they do not get the sweet taste of a break,
Just enough to tell the tale,
Just enough to make people worry about you,
And think you are crazy,
But the smart ones,
They do not give people a chance to punish them,
To be mad about the cruel truth,
They step through that door without being fazed,
Because if you don't give in to the memories,
And if you wait out through the struggle,
It's all over,
No more hurt,
No more pain,
You receive your reward,
Magically you don't have to worry anymore,
Of being used,
Of causing pain,
And causing family to pretend,
That they care,
causing your "friends" to pretend,
That they don't want you to comit,
And your loved one,
The one who made you want to change yourself,
The one who caused so much pain to where you discovered the door,
They only wanted to use you,
Lie to you,
To bad they actually helped you,
And they will never know
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PoetryFirst, try at poetry This is just an expansionary story so, Please keep in mind I am only 12