Enslaved

At night I sit alone and watch the shadows dance around. I hold my breath and listen yet, silence is the only sound. I reach for some comfort yet feel no embrace. I am tired of the emptiness and loneliness of this place. I can feel no more hurt because I have learned to live with my pain. I often wonder how I survived and continue to stay sane. I have hurt so deeply and cried too many tears. I have been empty and broken for so long, I am tired of pretending that I am fine and that everything is okay. I am tired of hiding behind this mask I wear every day. This mask, this lie this that tells everyone I'm okay. I have drifted so far and can no longer be saved. These feelings hold me captive and to them I am their slave.

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  • Brokengirl11
    October 27

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    I love It!

    This story makes me think of myself so much! The emptiness, the lonliness, the hiding behind a mask to make it seem like I'm okay and being a slave to my own feelings. I can really relate with this! Great Job!


  • No Comment
    July 8

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    Seems to me like you were holding back. This sounds to me like it can be a Final letter in a story of sorts. Not going to give away too much because I might want this idea but keep up the good writing. Until next time,

    Soul

    • rOsa.
      July 8
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      thanks

      thanks 4 ur comment. and
      ur right. i was holding back alot.!