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The Girl that Used to Be
Breathing
Is so much harder
Than it sounds.
People will talk
And I will
Listen to every
Word.
I can barely
Breath,
Sleep,
Or eat.
I can barely
Be.
I don't feel
Like myself
Anymore.
I don't feel
Like anyone
Anymore.
I feel like
The girl that
Used to be.
The girl that
Once was me.
Now, I am empty.
Was it even worth
It?
Is all this
Suffering going
To somehow bring
Me peace?
No.
And I already
Fucking know
That.
I just let
Myself waste
Away. I sit
And I stare
For perhaps
Hours at a time
At nothing.
Because nothing
Brings me joy.
Nothing is
There for me.
I mean, I am
Nothing. I
Always was
Nothing.
And, as this
Nothingness consumes
Me, I will
Remember every
Single word.
I will remember
Everything until
Nothing is
The only thing left.
I wish to become
Nothing once more
So I cannot feel
Anymore.
Breathing
May be so easy
For you.
It isn't
For me.
I can barely bring myself
To stand up
And walk away.
I can't even pretend
Anymore that I am
Okay and that nothing
Went wrong.
Because it all went to
Hell. It all went to
Hell. And, poor I,
Went with it.
Everything I know
Everything I knew
It's all I can do
Is pretend not
To want you.
And, believe me,
It is hard.
It's the hardest
Thing I have ever
Had to do.
Right now, I am
Lost.
I don't know
If I even want
To be found.
All I know
Is all I've become.
I am no one.
And this no one,
And this nothingness,
Fill me with
Sick bliss...
Sick bliss.
Like that final kiss
That left me both
Breathless
And empty
All at the same time.
I never wanted to
Be left alone. I
Wanted a home.
I hate this pain
All of it
I'm sick of this
Shit.
I just want to be
Done with it.
I want to cry
One last time
And never cry
Again.
I want to feel numb.
So, with a bullet
In this gun
It's finally begun.
The end, it's coming.
I am near it,
I can feel it.
I am so close
To feeling relief,
To feel the satisfying
End of me, for
All eternity, where
I can finally be free.
I'm so close,
I can taste it.
I want so badly
For it all to be
Over when I realize
I cannot fucking
Do it.
I just can't.
I promised.
The guilt consumes
Me, and, once again
I go back to my
Nothingness.
Just looking into
Your eyes and
Seeing your familiar
Smile, it hurts.
It hurts like Hell.
It hurts like being
Myself when all I am
Is nobody.
It hurts worse than
A blade slashing through
My skin, revealing the
Hollowness underneath.
The pain makes me
Remember all the
Agony...
The agony I have
Felt for an eternity.
The agony which
Consumes me.
The agony that is me.
Is so much harder
Than it sounds.
People will talk
And I will
Listen to every
Word.
I can barely
Breath,
Sleep,
Or eat.
I can barely
Be.
I don't feel
Like myself
Anymore.
I don't feel
Like anyone
Anymore.
I feel like
The girl that
Used to be.
The girl that
Once was me.
Now, I am empty.
Was it even worth
It?
Is all this
Suffering going
To somehow bring
Me peace?
No.
And I already
Fucking know
That.
I just let
Myself waste
Away. I sit
And I stare
For perhaps
Hours at a time
At nothing.
Because nothing
Brings me joy.
Nothing is
There for me.
I mean, I am
Nothing. I
Always was
Nothing.
And, as this
Nothingness consumes
Me, I will
Remember every
Single word.
I will remember
Everything until
Nothing is
The only thing left.
I wish to become
Nothing once more
So I cannot feel
Anymore.
Breathing
May be so easy
For you.
It isn't
For me.
I can barely bring myself
To stand up
And walk away.
I can't even pretend
Anymore that I am
Okay and that nothing
Went wrong.
Because it all went to
Hell. It all went to
Hell. And, poor I,
Went with it.
Everything I know
Everything I knew
It's all I can do
Is pretend not
To want you.
And, believe me,
It is hard.
It's the hardest
Thing I have ever
Had to do.
Right now, I am
Lost.
I don't know
If I even want
To be found.
All I know
Is all I've become.
I am no one.
And this no one,
And this nothingness,
Fill me with
Sick bliss...
Sick bliss.
Like that final kiss
That left me both
Breathless
And empty
All at the same time.
I never wanted to
Be left alone. I
Wanted a home.
I hate this pain
All of it
I'm sick of this
Shit.
I just want to be
Done with it.
I want to cry
One last time
And never cry
Again.
I want to feel numb.
So, with a bullet
In this gun
It's finally begun.
The end, it's coming.
I am near it,
I can feel it.
I am so close
To feeling relief,
To feel the satisfying
End of me, for
All eternity, where
I can finally be free.
I'm so close,
I can taste it.
I want so badly
For it all to be
Over when I realize
I cannot fucking
Do it.
I just can't.
I promised.
The guilt consumes
Me, and, once again
I go back to my
Nothingness.
Just looking into
Your eyes and
Seeing your familiar
Smile, it hurts.
It hurts like Hell.
It hurts like being
Myself when all I am
Is nobody.
It hurts worse than
A blade slashing through
My skin, revealing the
Hollowness underneath.
The pain makes me
Remember all the
Agony...
The agony I have
Felt for an eternity.
The agony which
Consumes me.
The agony that is me.
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