njmeilen13
A miracle would be happiness. Happiness from love and trust, I want a miracle. I want a significant other who I can love and trust. I them to treat me how I deserve it, and I want honesty. I want a miracle.
My hallowed out head. I can't focus. I feel dizzy, light. My thoughts are mixed. I can't form words as well as sentences. I can't feel the things around me, but my hallowed out head.
I will myself to not cry out. Even though the pain stabs into my stomach. I try to continue to play. Yet, all I want to do is to curl up in a tight ball and never feel again. I will myself to stay at school to make it through the day, and then I collapse...
Tempers rise, they make your mind fuzzy. They make people scream, cry, and hurt. They make me lock myself when I them in hope. The crack of a hand of against skin, the hot tears that run wildly down my face, he leaves, she screams that he is the worst possible son. She denies that she hurt him, but I know its true, I've seen the scars I've heard his cry, but still he left.