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The Darkness
The Darkness

The Darkness

ImSimplyDeadImSimplyDead

As I lay on the tear-stained pillow on the bed in my darkroom, I think of all the ways I could be dead and why am I still living on this earth. I lie to people every day saying “I’m okay” but really inside I'm tearing apart from all the tragic events that have happened in my past. No one in my family knows that I cry every night but every time I’m done drowning in my tears I just sit there in the darkness in my closed up room like it's a cage that you can’t escape, I just sit there and stare at the ceiling that has hundreds of tiny glowing stars on it and think of how those stars are all of the people that hate me

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ImSimplyDead
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Posted
20 Apr, 2019
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