I Hate This FeelingI hate this feelingOf being trapped everywhere I goEverywhere I turnThis feeling is ominousIt's contagiousAnd I can't get away from itI hate this feelingOf being trapped in the darkTrapped every time I close my eyesThis feeling is suffocatingIt's everlastingAnd it won't ever stopI hate this feelingOf being trapped in the chaosTrapped in the middle of itThis feeling is killingIt's chillingAnd it's coming after me
3 MonthsIt's been three months.Since you left us.And I can't seem to move on
Tears are shed.Curses are said.But you aren't here to see or hear them.Time seems to stand still, as we look back and cry.Wishing we could ask you why
Why you did the things you did?Why you did that to yourself?Why you left us and flew away,to a place much better than this?These things we'll never know,because you have let go
FaithWhy did I ever think you were different?When all along you were just like me.Invisible.Invisible to the world,unseen by the eyes of those around you.Why did I ever think that you had less pain than me?When all along, you were taking in so much more than me.I couldn't ever be like you.Strong enough to smile through the tears every day like you do.I want to make you happy, so one of us can feel "visible".We may not talk too much, but
I want you to live and not give up.Because I've had so many people leave me behind,I don't want you to be like them.
TrappedSlowly I drift offinto a deep slumber.I can't say how long it lastedbut it was for quite some time.I dreamt of nothing.Just saw darkness.A room, a space, covered in nothing.And I couldn't escape it.It lured me inand I could not leave.No matter how hard I tried.I am now trapped within this dark abyss.Forever enclosed in black.Never to see the light of day again.
What My Family Means to MeMy family,They aren't just people who I call family.They are heroes.Because without them
I wouldn't be who I am.My family has saved me.Saved me from every cruel punishment of this world.Saved me from turning into a monster.They are everything to me.They are my life, who I want to be.And I own my life to them,for everything they have done for me.They've helped me mend mistakes,they catch me when I fall,they piece me back together like a broken doll,and they make me whole again.I couldn't do anything without them.And I wouldn't want to.And so, when it all comes down to it
My family is the most important thing to me.And they mean more to me than my life.
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