I don't know. I don't know. I came into this life with only a few thoughts and some dreams I wanted to come true.
I never meant to be scared, or to make it seem like I was scared of you for being you...I...this all happened because I was hurt, and I was hurting and I didn't believe in anyone or myself anymore. I became the thing I wished and prayed I didn't become.
..I was supposed to get better. I wanted to get better so I could stop hearing those terrible things. Those terrible thoughts. I tried hard. I tried so hard...but I wasn't strong enough. I cracked and I broke. And I forgot. I forgot everything that gave me courage and made my heart sing.
I didn't need high places to look from anymore. This was it. I was just...waiting again. Until my voice became a whisper and my skin grew pale. Until I became a ghost again.
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