Weary It is hard to feel betrayed when no one was ever there to begin with. It is hard to let go of her past when she keeps wanting to taste it again. She wants to give up but she can't. She is conflicted between what she knows and what she has yet to discover. She can't feel safe in this world anymore when she feels she is the only one of her kind. Her skin hurts, tainted against the air she swallows balefully. And she tries to change. She tries to walk away. She tries to create new beginnings. As she opens her eyes to the fresh start she has built, another piece of her puzzle falls out of place. Running back and forth to fix the broken, she growsWeary by ~livexlife
Lacerate Standing out on the balcony, she stares down at the city road beneath her. Fancy cars speed past, the lights of each building surround her. She feels small, like she is fading more into the background each day. She closes her eyes and holds her hand out over the edge, letting her fingers dance in the air hanging between the ground and the tenth floor of the hotel room she is confined to. She takes a deep breath and lifts one foot, placing one leg over the edge of the railing. Her hands shake and the tears start to pour. She doesn't care anymore. She can't. She lifts the other leg and pulls it over the side. She sits on the railing, holding onLacerate by ~livexlife
Suffering 
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 
!!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! 
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