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What is there to learn?


AnotherBrokenDoll

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Please not could be triggering for self harm or suicide.

 

Let me tell you a story,

Of blood sweat and tears,

Where happy endings are limited,

And nightmares never lack fear.

 

Where the days are cold,

And the nights seem so long,

Where dreams are broken,

Her heart renching screams, the only song.

 

This is her story,

Her truth set in stone,

Her soul has been shattered,

She feels so alone.

 

And when the darkness appears,

Her tears begin to stream,

No one can see,

Her now saddened theme.

 

Her hope once so strong,

Is knowingly lost,

A moment of happiness,

Is at the highest cost.

 

Sometimes the pain fades,

She doesn't feel at all,

This can be the worst,

The cruelest way to fall.

 

So she uses a blade,

To be set free,

To feel the pain,

To just simply be.

 

She cries out to god,

"Please let me go,"

Its as though he laughs,

As though her pain is his own personal show.

 

One day she will join him,

She'll ask him why?

What shall be his answer?

Why did he allow such cries?

 

To make her stronger?

To make her believe?

Theres got to be an end,

She has to find a way to leave.

 

And when she has gone,

After life and death have taken their course,

People will wonder,

Does anyone feel any remorse?

 

She won't be missed,

She has been long since forgotten,

What was his point,

To see blood upon cotton?

 

Yet her faith never faded,

Believe she always did,

Even if it was simply to shout,

To fight against what he put about.

 

Eternal life she did earn,

But in the end, What is there to learn?

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