Live and defy

There was nothing left.

The girl in the mirror wasn't me.

She was scared and alone suffering from a sickness no one knew about.

No one to hold her on the cold November.

With those red swollen eyes and stiff legs.

Heart racing and time flying by.

Was it my time?

I was not promised life but the scars on my thighs say other wise.

I thought about life and this goodbye.

I denied it the right to take me and my life.

I screamed out to the universe and all that was in it.

THIS IS MINE YOU HEAR ME. 

THE WRONG DOING IN MY LIFE WILL NOT END ME.

I WILL NOT LET THE PEOPLE WHO HURT ME DRIVE ME TO END IT ALL.

I shook with the fear and adrenal of a thousand men.

The ignorance of those who pushed me to this still are ignorant to my almost horrible end.

Thats just fine, I am still alive.

Live and defy the odds.

Live and become the person you needed then.

 
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luckynumber777

I love how this is a call to action. I can relate to much of this and it's inspiring. 

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