She dreams of a day when she won’t have to cry herself to sleep.
Staring at the scars on her wrists she knows this is not who she wants to be.
Another night all alone with her thoughts, dwelling on the questions that race through her head.
Scared to sleep, scared to wake up & face the day when she can’t forget the things that they said.
No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone.
The memories, they haunt her.
No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes.
She feels they’ll never want her.
2 comments
I really like your writing.
That is true. Everyone thinks you’re fine but they don’t know anything. They think you’re just some normal person that has no problems in life and they will never know what that’s like; pretending and faking a smile.