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Bleeding on the sidewalk

Little moments that drag me down 
They destroy me
My defences are low
I am bleeding on the sidewalk 
I can't understand why
Why everything just comes rushing at me
No warning at all
It is sudden 
An explosion of emotions in my brain
What am I to do
Just lay there
Letting my blood stain the white walkway 
No one pauses so I guess it's not that bad 
Just a scratch
It feels like a hole was riped through my chest
They stole my heart
I can't live without my heart  
I can't be happy without it
I can't be very happy with it
It is just hard...so hard to go on
I have made up my mind
To focus on my problems 
There are still parts of me that don't agree 
They are in dark places
Places that surface every so often
People know when it does
It transforms me 
And not into something good
But no matter what or who I am 
I am still here
My lifeblood flowing into the cracks 
Dying on the sidewalk
With no one stopping 
Not even to say goodbye
I will survive 
Somehow, someway
I will close the wound in my chest and stitch myself up
And I will move on
I must  




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