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Used To Be You
When your heart is broken so many times that any one little thing, whether it's something someone says or does, makes you burst into tears. You know that you only have one tiny piece of heart left and it's slowly fading away as everyday goes by. But you think to the future and pray for that day to come when all your heart is gone and you're just numb to everything around you. No more pain... No more hurt... No more anything... Just a shell of someone that used to be you.
When you've been ignored and hated so much that it's just become normal and your natural reaction to someone saying anything is to just keep walking becasue they probably aren't talking to you. When someone does take time out of their life to notice you, you have no idea what to say becasue it's such a rare occasion. But being alone is okay becasue there is no more pain... No more hurt... No more anything... Just a shell of someone that used to be you.
When you've tried so many times but seem to fail everytime. You cut as deep as you can, you bleed and bleed but always seem to wake up the next day and still hate yourself and your life. But tonight you'll succeed, tonight your going to cut deeper and harder then you ever have. And your going to tie that knot as tight as possible so you start dying even before you tie the other end to the fan. And when your finally gone you'll finally be happy. No more pain... No more hurt... No more anything... Just a shell of someone that used to be you.
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I wrote this at an extreme low point in my life. I hope whoever reads this realizes that there is a better way to change things. You don't need to have an ending like this poem.