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Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2014
I'm laying in bed crying.
And I need to let go,
No one ever listens and when I tell they say it's all just for show.
And when I'm screaming for help it's only inside.
I just need to be alone together with someone. I just need to cry.
And it's raining outside. 
It's so beautiful, and when it's thundering
It's so ethereal. I want to go outside
And lay on the cold, hard cement.
And feel the rain hit me
Give me the only thing it can, it can wash me away along with my tears
Along with my pain.
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so, I've been struggling for a long time now, and I never told anyone about it. I've never opened up. but I met someone who understands how I feel, and I'm beginning to feel again. I don't know how to do it, but I finally feel I can fight. I've been so exhausted. I'm not better, I'm not sure if i ever will be, but I'm not numb, not entirely. I can't say how I'm feeling, or what i am going to write, but if you want it, it's here. This is for you. For everyone who was made to be the villain by those meant to be by their sides. For everyone with a sensitive heart made to grow strong much too quickly. For everyone who struggles to get out of bed in the morning. For everyone who never could find the words to say why. For everyone who struggles to feel and for everyone who feels too much. For everyone who had to pick themselves back up. For everyone who had to parent themselves. For everyone fighting an invisible battle. For everyone who has been underestimated. For everyone who has to flee to other worlds to cope. For everyone who found other means to silence their voices. For everyone who was silenced. For everyone who was over powered. For everyone who was made to be less. For everyone who had to watch someone else suffer and stay silent. For everyone asking themselves, why? Why would you do this? What did I do? Why is this happening to me? It was never your fault.