Dead...

by caitlin   Sep 22, 2007


Everything around her is moving. but she is still. She's dead to the world but most of all she's dead to herself. Her dreams have turned into nightmares and she has never felt lonlier. She feels like she has no reason to live, no reason to go on. She's broken inside and nobody knows the pain that she is facing on her own....

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  • 17 years ago

    by Baby Rainbow

    Dont face it on your own let someone in to help. xxx