Nights spent trying to fix us.

Nights spent trying to fix us.

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WpMetadataReadPer adultiCompleta lun, ago 17, 2015<5 mins
Everyday now in asked if I'm okay. I look up at them and say "yeah" then look back at the ground. Until the day they pulled me away They asked about my little smile and why it went away. I go to explain I broke my own hart. I try to explain and catch myself smiling at your name. They tell me to go fix it. They don't understand that I'm who slipped And me doing that let you slip right out of my finger tips. Little do they know the nights I've spent crying. Trying to find a way to fix us. They don't know the nights staying up wishin I could die. Or the nights up debating on cutting once again to ease my pain.
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Save Me

I was drowning. I knew that. I also knew that the hands around my throat, pushing me deeper into the river water was the cause. What I didn't know was who was drowning me and why. It hurt thinking. It hurt to do anything right now. But I still screamed under the cold water and pushed the hands away as hard as I could. It didn't have much effect. I fought and fought, but I was getting weaker, and colder. The pain was overbearing. I couldn't breathe. It was the worst pain imaginable; and as the hands that were around my neck were forcibly ripped off by some unknown force, I slipped deeper into the depths of the river. My hair was straight above me along with my arms. My eyes were open and the water burned. A darkness started to pull me under, taking the pain away. I felt a small pressure around my waist, before the darkness completely consumed me. The last thing I remember is thinking, save me.

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