As the nights become longer, my strength starts to weaken. My stomach becomes hungrier and I soon start to break. The sky seems like home, its where Im soon destined to be. I am no longer strong, I can no longer fight. I pass by the mirror, and there stands a girl. No she is not me, I do not know who she is to be. My wrist are now scarred, so is my heart. My mind is now full of horrible thoughts. I cannot escape, I cannot fight. This dark cloud has taken over me. I try to smile but I do not mean it. The nights are hard but the mornings are harder. Waking up to be someone Im not. I cannot feel, I cannot think. I am now numb. I am now weak. I have been fighting for way to long. Things have gotten worse. And this war is now harder to fight. I was suppose to be happy, I was suppose to be free. But along the way to my destiny something took over me. It was unexpected, I was not prepared. Never did I think I could feel like this way. Its a dark cold world, that I am now living in. I fight for my life, to be back how it used to be. I can no longer remember who I was before. Happiness, was once me but Now it no longer represents me. I have fallen into a never ending hole. So now matter how hard I fight. It will not end until it finally ends me. ~Lyssi
Posted on: Sat, 02 Nov 2013 21:43:27 +0000