Real WorldAs Reality smacks us across the face we cry out for justice. We scream out into the sky, pleading for the rain to pour. We yell at our parents, just to get them to listen, but they only ignore. We do all that we can to grab peoples attention, we cry, we cut, we scream,Real World
we bleed, for people to listen to us, to give us our voice. But our voices are muted by those around us.
They leave us here to die inside. We squirm and get tangled in the world that stops us. We do all that we could, but I guess it just wasn't enough. Now the world has rapped us in its grip, choking us t
falling sickness.one.falling sickness.
he reminded you of comets colliding and holding your breath underwater and bedtime stories. he was your rainbow, your sunny sky, your ledge to hold onto and the song you fell asleep listening to each night.
you couldn't get him out of your head.
you didn't even want to.
two.
there was no choice, no other option. there was nothing - nothing but him and the promises in his eyes and the whispers from his lips.
there was nothing but falling.
three.
he made you smile, made you laugh, made you want to live again. the two of you
Finnaly coming out of the coma..
Isolated
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