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That Night


Stars shine brightest in the darkest of times

and they were so glorious that night.

I heard the soft sweet song of the chimes.

The silver reflected the light.

Tears on my cheeks and knives in my back.

Almost 20 years old and I craved what I lack.

Everyone I love was fading to black

and that was my plan that night too.

“What would Mama do?”

“Would Dad cry?”

“I hope that they all knew,

I really did try.”

 

*click*

 

It was almost as if time stopped

and for a moment I felt as if

God, themself, whispered to me

“Say something.”

Being a burden was my biggest fear,

but I put that idea aside that night.

I reached out to the ones who gave me life

to save what they created.

They saw me at every stage.

They loved what I had hated.

That night I realized, I was really growing.

Becoming the woman I wanted to be.

The truth was only showing

I was going to be happy.

 
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