What if you just felt so isolated, like you can’t break out of it all. Like that feel of looking into a mirror and not seeing beautiful or even ugly, but worse, looking into the mirror and seeing a person who isn’t who she was before. As hard as you try, you try to piece yourself back together, but you can’t find the pieces, like they are wedged in the inners of your soul, and your soul has just flown into the sunshines of the nowhere. There is no retrieving it because retrieving means reliving, and reliving means reliving those bad moments in your mind, so you set yourself into a journey through a dark cave called ‘sadness’. When you reach the depths of sadness, you witness pieces of yourself you want back, but there is no way of reaching them, then you realize even if they were reachable, they don’t fit into the puzzle of yourself anymore. At this point you are beginning to feel the light breeze of loneliness on your shoulders, you feel it enter your mouth and rip through your heart. As you cover your arms from the loneliness, you gaze at the pieces that once were, and step further into the cave. Tears roll down your cheeks, you know you are a monster now, you delve deeper into sadness and the breeze of loneliness brings you to a corner. And you begin to feel the strains of the monster within you take hold of your heart, the pieces above you begin to puzzle together, they attempt to merge with the new pieces of yourself you possess, but they still don’t fit, there are gaps of yourself you are missing. You are now a hybrid of your past and your present, left to fill the gaps of yourself with complete knowledge you will never be the same girl as before.
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