Friday, June 1, 2012

23.

If people understood the way she wanted them to how would they act. Being caught up in the world, the devil right on her back. With every single move being shut down in an instant. She moves away from the world it's no wonder she feels so distant. When all she wants is to find her worth but people make her feel like she doesn't deserve. At times she feels she doesn't belong but she knows for a fact that would be wrong. Because really all they want is her presence, but what is her presence when she feels like she's the essence and subject of laughter and pain. Sometimes it's like people take things too far. Inside her they don't know how much those words really scar. Deep within the wounds lie the brokenness of the past. Haunting her all the time she needs to get out fast. To a portal. Outer space some sort of exit you see. But she struggles because the only way out is with god, he's the key. She knows the answer she's known all along but sometimes words don't get by to be so strong. She doesn't need help. Not now from no human, not one. Give her space To breathe and catch her pace. To take her bags, throw out the rubbish. To run.

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