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Pain etches cracks in the heart.
Spider web veins of agony
That will not go away.
Tied down and bound.
Guess my real name suits me.
Rebecca, the tide will never turn.
All I've ever been is bound
By endless, ceaseless heartache.
Tied down with an anvil
And left to die in the ocean.
Red lines run deep on thick skin,
Trickling down into a pool.
Waiting for the sharks to feed.
In the face of death,
I am surprisingly calm.
Spider web veins of agony
That will not go away.
Tied down and bound.
Guess my real name suits me.
Rebecca, the tide will never turn.
All I've ever been is bound
By endless, ceaseless heartache.
Tied down with an anvil
And left to die in the ocean.
Red lines run deep on thick skin,
Trickling down into a pool.
Waiting for the sharks to feed.
In the face of death,
I am surprisingly calm.
I don't know how much longer I can handle life right now. It feels like every turn I take towards being better, towards trying to have a positive outlook on life. And I am shot down. Something always happens to bring me to the point where I am at now. Is there really a point in continuing. Truthfully, I don't know. I don't know anything anymore. And if I do continue will I forever be cursed every time I try to enjoy life? Every time I try to be happy? Its sure looking that way.
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I had the same thought growing up until a special someone walked back into my life and picked me up. It took many years but things got better.
I don't know your story but don't give up. It may not be now but things do get better. It takes time. I know.
I don't know your story but don't give up. It may not be now but things do get better. It takes time. I know.