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I can't


I see brightness though my eyelids

Another day

Another stretch of troument

I breath a shallow breath

I couldn't move

All the possibilities enter my mind

No

I can't

I hear stomping

Screaming

Screaming

Screaming

Like fire his hot breath gusts my face

No

I can't

I try to sink lower

He yanks me 

I tumble

Down

Down

Down

A million feet to the floor

I try to match together the shattered pieces

Just get the motivation to get up from these depths

What was the point

No

I can't

As I let myself collaspe again

The darkness clouds my eyes

And there is only yelling

And all the possibilities

The terrifying possibilities

I feel myself stumble up

His hands grabbing my arms

I feel myself choking on my own sobs

He screams an order before stomping out

NO

I CAN'T

I end up half dressed

The other half in a blanket

Everything crashing inside

Then I hear a knock at the door

She enters

I feel a wave

Of hope

Of love

Of joy

She helps me

She comforts me

She assures me its going to be okay

She rescues me from the dungeon

Leaning against her shoulder

Walking down the street

I sorta can

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faithfreebird

I love to read and write. I love playing, listening, and composing music. I am a young teen.

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faithfreebird
<p>Just a note! This is story passed from a friend&#39;s friend, this is not in anyway about me but I am sharing a story and turning it into art to share with other peope to (maybe) help them cope with something and share a message of hope.</p>

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