Do you ever feel alone?
Like everyone is gone?
I do, all the time.
Do you ever feel depressed?
Like someone has left you this big mess,
For you to clean up on your own?
I do, all the time.
Do you ever feel mad or upset?
Like your about to explode?
And if you don't let some water out of the pot,
You might have an episode?
I do, all the time.
Then there's those times where you feel...
Love.
Very seldom, because of the situation and place your in.
But when you do,
You open the gate, and let people in.
Because you know that they care.
Unlike the people in your past.
Those who beat you,
Hurt you,
Neglected you,
And abandon you.
Even if it is just that warmth for a second,
It makes your day.
Just to know that someone cares.
Just to know that someone is there.
Just to know...
Your not alone.
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The Transition
Stumbling down the street, only being able to make out the brightness from the street lights, I feel an unbearable pain in my stomach. Almost like a hunger, but worse. Like a fire started in the pit of my stomach. Every muscle in my body is sore. Every step feels like my last. I know I was attacked, but by who, or what? I finally take the step that my body can not support and I hit the ground. This is it. This is how I die. My breathing switches from auto pilot to manual and my brain is unable to keep up. I close my eyes and prepare myself to enter the next life. I reach for my neck and feel the blood pouring out. There's no way this is real right? Stuff like this doesn't happen to people like me.
By Kassi Smith4 years ago in Fiction
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