It's a cycle ( Read more... )

It starts with me walking through the door to the hall, greeted by a familiar face. He laughs giddily and tells me to follow him. We walk down a hallway, lined with people all sporting the same smug smirk, like they know something I don't. They take me to the door of a Lacrosse player...and out from the door come the sounds of someone I made ( Read more... )

I saw it coming ( Read more... )

I don't want you to go.

When I think about my life
And everything that I've done these past four years
There is not a moment that goes by
Where I don't think about
what I would give up
To live those same moments
Again.

I look back at old words
Old picture that haphazardly reconnect
Times and places that my memory
Can no longer make sense of
I see smiles and I see looks in eyes
Faded by time

And I remember that I'm not supposed to be happy.

I'm supposed to hate myself.

So I do.

Sick to death of trying to teach people how to live with me

I just want to push everyone away

So it won't hurt

When I'm gone.

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