HIDDEN TRUTH

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Pale,

No tears,

No emotions

Stiff,

Standing still,

Occasional smiling,

Frequent hiding

She had built herself,

And broke down her walls

But all those who came running in,

Were simply the wrong kind of people

They told her she was worthless,

They avoided her like a diseases,

And they only needed her,

When they needed someone to look down upon and to despise,

They taught her to hate herself,

And she accepted it

She tried to be strong,

But deep down she knows,

The strength she tries to show,

Is a mask for depression,

That she thinks will be her ruin

She wants to fight,

Yet she asks herself,

‘How many times,

Will I have to say,

I’ll put on a fight,

Just one more time’

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Darkness

His life was all about chains and darkness,

He walked over a bridge that took him to a forest and burnt it down after he crossed it,

He embraced so much negativity,

He made no light shine from within him

He ran deeper into his forest,

Every time he believed someone was close to finding him

He did not want anyone holding his hands,

He did not want anything that would shine a light,

He believed that he was not worth it

He got himself tied with shackles of self hate,

He embraced the darkness until it became his normal

Verge of a Breakdown

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She tries to hold back,

But she can’t,

Tears roll down her eyes,

For the first time in months

 

Yes,

Most of the smiles,

Most of the laughs,

Were all but a show

She breaks down in tears,

Holding to her head,

Not again,

She thinks

 

All the things she had been doing to make her happy,

They were only a distraction,

Watching the funny movies,

Reading the many books,

Avoiding home,

The affirmations and the quotes,

Eventually she would breakdown

 

She tries to hold back the tears,

She knows all too well,

That is at the verge of a breakdown

 

She Needed a Help

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She was silent,

But screaming inside

 

They knew something was wrong,

But they never reached out

 

The memories,

Stuck in her head

 

What she never expected,

Had happened to her

 

She blamed herself,

Yet she never knew why

 

And when she opened up to her friends,

She became disappointed

 

They laughed in disbelief,

Wondering how she acted

 

To them it was funny,

Because she looked like a quiet weak girl

 

To them it was a joke,

Because some things would never happen to girls that look like her

 

She felt like she was drowning,

But people just stared at her while she did

 

Every second was a reminder,

Of the horror she had gone through

 

But she kept it to herself,

And her part of her crushed everyday

 

Simply because,

Those around her judged her

 

Simply because,

To them,

She was not the type to be hurt no violated

 

To them,

No one was interested in a quiet girl

 

To them,

The quiet ones never got hurt

 

Years have passed,

But she still wishes

 

That she would have had a helping hand,

A shoulder to lean on,

A hand to wipe her tears,

A hand to raise her face up,

Every time it looked down in sorrow

 

But the bitter reality was that she had to be there for herself