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Seconds become Minutes

Minutes become Hours

Hours become Days

Day become Weeks

Weeks become Months

 

As time passes on it becomes harder and harder to breathe.

I can't let go of this pain any other way.

I have to let it flow out.

Flow out through my crimson red blood.

 

Everyone tells me its bad to do that.

I tell them in my stereotypical response that I know.

But how else am I supposed to go on like this.

I can't keep this all bottled up inside of me.

 

I can't forget all the things that have happened.

I can't forget Blake's goofy smile.

I can't forget what Heather and I talked about at his funeral.

I can't forget the look on Skips face when he saw the tears

rolling down my cheeks after I said goodbye to Blake

before they closed the casket.

I can't forget him.

 

I can't forget my parents reactions to me.

My father didn't yell or scream.

He just hugged me.

I can't forget how he wasn't mad.

 

I can't forget when I told Kole I liked her.

I can't forget when she rejected me for the first time.

I can't forget when she finally said yes to Prom.

I can't forget when she ditched me at Prom.

I can't forget her.

 

I can't forget how Chris wouldn't tell her.

I can't forget what he did.

I can't forget how good of friends we were.

I can't forget how much of a jerk he is.

 

I can't forget how much I wanted drum major.

I can't forget the feeling in my stomach when I saw the list of names.

I can't forget how he sat me down and explained.

I can't forget how I understood.

I can't forget how he replaced Bobby when he got accepted

to the academy.

I can't forget the anger I felt.

 

I can't forget all these things that have made me so happy

and then so upset.

I just want to let it out.

But I can't.

If I do someone will see and then they will send me away.

I just want to let it out.

Please let me let it out.

Why can't I let it out?

 

 

Please let me know what you think.

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