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I am Lost
I feel I am lost
I feel that everything I know has been stripped away
I tried to tell them, I tried to warn them
But they never listen
Dont they know how long it took me to find my voice
To find the courage to tell them what happened
Instead, they take away my voice and tell everyone I’m unstable
And when it happens again they claim not to know
Every day I feel as if a million eyes are upon me,
I can feel their breaths upon my neck
The thoughts they think, but never speak
Are even louder in the quiet room
I sink deeper into my own thoughts and emotions
I hate this body I’m in,
It has been tainted and ruined
Who could love me now
People say I’ll get over it when I’m older
But will I?
Or will the pain continue to grow, eating me alive?
Maybe I won't get older, maybe this is where it ends
What would they say if I took my life away?
Who would care if I took my last breath?
How will I ever be able to move on?
When will I be at peace?
Or will the ghost of them linger on my skin driving me mad
But I’m not crazy
I don’t need to be fixed
I just need… I don’t know.
I don't know anything anymore
I don’t even know who to trust
I should have seen it coming
I shouldn't have trusted them
Instead, here I lay
Not moving, not eating, and not drinking
What’s the point anyway
No one cared enough to help me, so why would they care now?
I’m told I was a victim
But I feel like I did something wrong
Something to make them do what they did
Maybe I am crazy
They took away my voice and told everyone I’m unstable
They don’t know how long it took me to find my voice
To find the courage to say what happened
But they never listen
For I am lost
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