Withdrawn from every thing that's going on. Not wanting to deal with it. Not wanting to even talk about it what's the point it's not going to make every horrible thing I've went through go away. it won't change anything. all the hurt, and pain will still remain.
Collect my thoughts, and seclude every last one. Run away to disengage my self from such a hatred place. go some place else. start life over where all i am is a stranger. nobody will know my face
A sense of solitude I hope to find deep in my dying soul I wish to finally cry. to take a few days to let it all out alone in a new place where nobody knows any thing you've been through.
when you've finally cried every once of the pain out become a new person, because now you can be who ever you want to be. theirs Noone stopping you.
©bodacious
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