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Snow flakes falls softly into crystal clear water. Beautiful. Source
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Pen to paper
Heart to hand
I don’t understand why you would choose me
because I never would
Who’s to say where dreams end and reality begins? 💿
Like a bird in a cage,
I’m trapped.
Lost in a cycle
As if kidnapped.
I plead for freedom-
Yet no answer,
Just the voice in my head
It’s spreading like cancer.
Let me free- leave me be!
Still no answer
Still I plea
The bars are thick
It’s getting tough,
But I must be strong
I must stay tough.
Drouwning I’m silence
Anxiety comes in.
The door is open
But you can’t escape your own skin.
I can taste the freedom
So I try to fly,
Walking to the ledge
It seems too high.
Losing the mental battle
I just sit and stare.
Where does recovery start
And is it too much to bare?
Im blinded by a hoax,
Be thin it croaks!
But I want to be free,
But how can that be?
When all I can do is stand and stare,
Bombarded by nothing but air.
I just wanted to be there for you,
But you pushed me away,
Even when I know all you were seeking was attention,
Something I myself was deprived of,
Yet I tried to be forbearing,
To keep you from fading away,
You didn’t really want to die, did you?
But you wanted people to acknowledge your pain,
Oh, how do I explain you, how painful it was to observe that you hadn’t acknowledged mine?
Love is a funny thing,
You made me fall in love,
And disappeared in a way,
That I knew you were around,
But it was agonizing to stay,
Not for you but for me,
Since you asked me to stay away.
I wish that photographs were physical spaces, like tunnels; that you could crawl inside them and go back.
— Lauren Oliver, Vanishing Girls