lonely days. oh, so many lonely days. they chase and taunt my every breath. there are too many tears that i can not dry away. i guess i'll just drown. lying awake on my bed; it's 3am. i'm thinking about your pretty face. the demons inside try to tear me apart. why can't they just go away? i think i might drown. i'm remembering the times. you and i with our hands entwined. thank God i'm here today. you didn't let me drown. now the sun is up. the animals in the cages become awake, and are alarmed by my presence. i'm lost in my brain, unconcerned about the cereal in front of my stupid face. they all ask the required question, "are you okay?" i'd like to to say i'm fine, but i made a promise to God even if i couldn't be his daughter that i'd never lie. i really don't know what to say, so no words come out. why should i be saved anyway? all she says, "stop your perverted ways." i'm sorry that i decided to be myself today. i don't drown this time, but i rip open the ground day after day preparing for my new awaking. i'm getting ready to go Home. this is my concrete day, a mask on my face. looking back at me from the mirror is a distorted reflection.
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my personal essays
Non-Fictionyou may say you know me, but you really don't know me. ©writingxfreak
