Look at me,

How far I’ve come..

Now watch me unravel and come undone.

In hindsight,


It all makes sense-

Backstabbed by people

I considered my friends.

Sometimes I feel like I’m to blame;

I go to scream,

But I refrain.

I go to talk,

Then lose my breath-

My tears are all that I have left.

I’ve lost what I have cherished most;

I’m a lone survivor,

Living among ghosts.

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