Suffering

September 7, 2010
By Anonymous

At first it is the calm before the storm
At first it is only one small pain, nothing to sharp
Then it starts to go deeper
Starts to penetrate those solid walls
The walls you built
The walls that need to stay
You cower away
Hoping that it will be better the next day
But as always it gets worse
You scream that no one cares
Cry locked in your room
You reach the bottom
A place you swore not to be
You become what the old you could have never have known
Become something that isn’t true
Lost sight of you
Only act when you see your cue



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