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She sits there unaware of what’s going on. Unaware of who she is.
She’s been through so much, She’s had it. Its been enough.
She can’t see. She’s lost her way. Life is nothing but a haze.
Why can’t she forget? Why can’t she let go? Why does she feel nothing but guilt?
Drugs are her only way out. She knows well one day she will end up dead. She can’t stop no matter what.
What everyone says doesn’t mean anything, She doesnt believe them.
She’s convinced she’s worthless, nothing, disgusting. She doesn’t want help.
Most people think she’s insane. Not normal, not ok. Although this has never been said. Thats what she tells herself nothing but lies.
She knows she needs help, but cant express that.
She keeps everything inside. The only way she sleeps is crying at night.
She says a prayer to something she tries to believe in. It never works, the more she prays the more she hears the chorus of the demons cry.
She’s scared out of her mind. what has she done? What has she become?
Her heart is racing. Her mind is pacing. She can no longer keep track of reality.
She is harassed with violent dreams.
the only thing that comforts her is her hope for someone to hear her silent screams.
She opens her eyes, She’s sweaty.
She has no strength. She aches.
She feels but doesn’t feel. She doesn’t know whats real.
She gathers all the energy to stand up. She falls, she can’t get up.
Everything is distorted. Is she dead? Is she alive?
She doesn’t know. She’s on the ground . Stretches her hand out, maybe someone will grab her hand, rescue her from her misery.
She’s saying so much, but nobody hears. In this world nobody is near. Everything she ever knew is gone. Everyone she ever had is gone.
Where is she.. nobody knows... She cant make a sound.
Little does she know she will never be found.
