I go to my bed room and close the door
I ran to my bed and lay down to cry
memories starts to appear
Times that no longer will be realived
And they begin to torture me
making me go insaine
I start to cry harder and harder
Hoping to die and to stop existing in this world
Trying to do something impossible
trying to forget
but the only answer to that is death
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Man if anyone knows how this feels its me. The good memories of the past torture you with the fact that they’re gone for fucking ever…..I always relive the past times and they always make me hate my circumstances even more. I miss the old days so fucking much I swear I would do anything to go back and stay there forever….If I won the lottery tomorrow and a time machine costs that exact amount I’d give it up in a heartbeat. Wouldn’t even think twice about it. Its so frustrating to try and not think about the last time you felt true happiness inside. When you were oblivious to the fucked up reality around you. When everything was okay this fucking hell hole of a life wasn’t bad. I miss all my friends and the laughs we had, All the time in school with my favorite teachers, All the time with my cousins playing WWF, All the times I stayed up all fucking night playing video games, I miss having a sense of pride about myself, I miss being ambitious, I miss walking home from school and admiring the color of the leaves in the fall, I miss my old school that was torn down a couple years ago …man i just miss every thing