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Ever since I awoke from a coma I’ve been questioning myself Will I be able to drive or get a bachelors degreeMy injuries have prevented me from driving but thankfullyI was able to obtain an associates degree
In gymnastics each flip and twist Must be precise one mistake could cost it all bad decisions missed landings  one mistake
I had it easy Like a breezy walk through the plains Sun shining Rainbows glowing   Along came a hill A quick ascent
In my eighth grade head, I dreamt of the next year, All the new friends I would make, And the old ones I’d hold dear.   I started school with thrill,
warped reflection swims like watery milk above the puddle full of doubts that don't drip but pour down into its cacophonous depths. a medley of sorrows curdle then swirl down the drain
We see who we are, Daily,We move forward, internet,Technology . This is the way things seem to be,Functionality,Yet we are more than our daily lives,Genetically  Looks, build, hair, eyes,Physically,Behaviours, attitudes , Personality. Traits, beha
Don't cut your wrist and don't cut your thighs. Don't get pissed just show the world that you're alive.   Pull up your sleeves show what you hide. Not for us, But for yourself please
Dear passion withholder,   A bright sunny day, and now there I lay. Tears flowing from my eyes, and all i can ask is why? With one crash; I see my life flash. The experiences;
She heard his ragged breathing, but there was no one on the other end of the line. It was another voicemail, just one of the many he sent late last night.
During the night I lie awake and pray; The moment is something I won’t forget, Will the pain today ever go away?   The process leaves me in complete dismay,
All because of a slip A fall A simple miscalucation of my feet and my world came tumbling down As I lay there on the ground Once again I became That Girl   The same girl from all those years ago
You make me think that I can't be free. Make me think I'm a princess, in a tower. Whisper menacingly in my ear that you'll eat my flower, make it sound like a good thing. I wait for you to kill me.
  Throughout the strains, pulls, pinches Pains and cringes, I live through it.   Alarm rings. Right leg over left,
Unbearable, unreachable pain. With every step, a shock to the system. Torturous travels through the daytime hours. Equiped with only a wavering hope  of pain disappearing.  
Behind her grey eyes madness laid
my room is crowded with feelings, and all i feel is alone. my family and friends, they just pretend that this house was ever a home my mother, she really does love me. she's the one who tends to my wounds.
My dream job would be: a kid.   Now, that may seem utterly ridiculous. Well, it's "right" to think that, in a way. Experience may say differently to my choice, But first, hear what I have to say.   
And tonight will be the night remembered as the time I let me get the best of me, I let my memory replay every little word you should have said. I let my passed creep back into me, the shadow of depression consumed me.
Imagine what it would feel like: Over, done, sinking, falling.  Imagine what it would sound like:
Have you ever wanted to sit with a razor blade,  And write a bloody symphony on your arm?  Have you ever felt your trembling heart be swayed,  And knew it was a sign of the looming swarm?   
i'm going crazy                   from the inside out i ache for                            any help this battle                           these scars hold a secret                      no one knows
Running down the court, Fast and in a sport. All of a sudden she stops, With a jump shop.
She comes fast, speeding down the left wing board. A shot, a rocket, to my new facemask. Blackness. Ringing in my ears. No pain. Lord, I do not trust myself to stand. The task At hand – “Cover it” – a voice far away. 
Tried my best to please the beast, but alls forgotten wen you take a seatfaith is replaced with unspeakable hate and rage that could make the earth shakeonly thing that was stuck in my mind was diffrent ways that I could make them all realizeI swa
Playing football was the cause Ligaments stretched in my knee So during baseball season I had to pause I didn’t wait long enough and that was key.
Education of the mental degree, oversees the built-in monstrosity and my attempt to build new philosophies of what made me sick as I had always been; It all started at age eleven.
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