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  • 1mpresley4 27w

    For many months now, I have laid on the ground beaten and defeated gasping for air. I haven’t even had the strength to move, but still, I have given you everything I have. I have been trying to crawl to you, so I could give you everything I thought you deserved. But, you have consistently tortured and destroyed everything I have. Lately though, you’ve been distant, and it has given me strength to think for myself again. Each day that goes by and you are distant from me, the more strength I am gaining. I was able to stand today. It was hard to stand since I hadn’t done it in so long, but I stood. After days of being alone, you came back to check on me today and you saw me standing. The look of panic on your face both frightened and comforted me. In your panic, you quickly ran over to me and threw me back onto the floor. I’m sure you were hoping that I wouldn’t be able to stand back up, but your hopes deceived you. I was strong enough to stand back up and stare at you eye to eye. You’ve let me be for so long that I have gained the strength to begin my journey away from you. I’m thinking about starting to try to walk again. I know I will struggle at first, but each day, my steps will get stronger. I had forgotten who I was because I let you destroy pieces of me, but I stand here today, strong, regaining what you stole from me. I’m finally released from your pain. I’m finally free.
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    Restoration of the Past

  • 1mpresley4 29w

    The Stroll of Depression

    Everyday I walk down the street with people on either side of it screaming at me. You’d think I was their clown to keep them entertained by the way they were talking to me. Each one of them said the same thing, but with their own personalized wording. Their words all barreled down to the phrase “snap out of it”. At the sound of these words, I bow my head and push onward. The correctional screams have killed my courage to say “I can’t”. I can’t stop being paranoid, I can’t stop being depressed, I can’t enjoy my life because of the constant fear I live in, I can’t get rid of any of it. The screams of correction don’t work. I want to live without it all, but I’m struggling to dig myself out of the bottomless hole it has put me in. If I could “snap out of it”, I would...
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  • 1mpresley4 30w

    Suffocating Flame

    I’m a dying flame searching for my last little taste of oxygen before I finally go out. The clouds hovering above me are suffocating the fire from my soul. My flame is growing smaller by the day from the lack of oxygen surrounding me. The clouds do evaporate on some days, allowing blue skies to appear, which permits my flame to grow. But just as it grows, the clouds come to steal back the little bit of flame it gave me, leaving me with almost nothing once more.
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  • 1mpresley4 31w

    Feeble Dreams

    In my dreams, I see two living beings in harmony, but while awake, I only see one living being in loneliness and depression. Confidence and grace are the only things that can stop me in my dreams, but in reality, fear and destruction keep me from my goals. I’m surrounded by love and peace while my mind is not in control, but in my conscious mind, I am surrounded by only hate and anger.

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  • 1mpresley4 32w

    This is something that happened to me recently. It might very well pass to be the scariest thing that’s ever happened to me in my time on earth.

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    Sleepless Terror

    Every night, I lay in a room that is consumed by the silence and darkness of the night. Nothing is ever visible or heard. There are those occasions that even in the darkness where nothing is visible, I see you standing over me. You are the black figure that hovers over me in the night and fills me with instant fear. When I see you, my muscles and mind become frozen in fear. You use my fear as the material of your chain used to hold me down. It keeps me from moving, speaking, breathing, and thinking. I saw you clearer than I ever have before some nights ago. You tried to get close to me for the first time, but my mind and body were released from your chains before you could get further in my head. After I was released, you still hovered over me, but I could finally understand what was happening. In that moment of realization, I screamed in terror and you disappeared into thin air above me...
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  • 1mpresley4 34w

    Chained for Your Happiness

    Here I am, chained down on a stand open to anything you want from me. I choose to endure all the pain you cause me, because I know what would happen if I lost you.....I’d have nothing, because you’ve picked away pieces of my soul and made them your own. I’ve lost major parts of myself to you. You consistently crave my pain, while I crave your happiness. I remain chained, so I can give you the world, but that still doesn’t satisfy your needs. The only thing that will make you happy is the last little piece of self worth I have left. So here I am with nothing left and opens arms ready and willing to give it to you to make you happy...
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  • 1mpresley4 36w

    Silent Knocking

    My hands are getting weak from the never ending knocking at your door, and my thoughts are growing tired of the constant prayer for you to answer. Even though I’m weary, I cannot stop. If I stop, all of the burdens that I left when I went searching for you will return. I never dreamed I would be knocking at anyone’s door for so long, especially yours.
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  • 1mpresley4 36w

    Evaporating Future

    For the first time in a long time, I walked outside.....It was raining when I finally made the journey out of the comfort of my home. I had no direction or destination in mind, but I strolled down the sidewalk anyway praying for an opportunity to arise. I noticed the sidewalk I was walking on was fading underneath me. As I got closer to the part of the sidewalk where it was completely gone, my heart started racing and my breathing got shorter. Not knowing what to do, I sat at the edge of the sidewalk staring at the dirt that leads to the unknown. I felt a hint a fear and curiosity overtake me, but as always fear won the battle. I tried to keep going down the sidewalk, but the fear of moving forward controlled every one of my steps. At this point, my breathing was almost to the point of hyperventilation. With defeat in my heart, I walked back up the sidewalk to my safe haven. Once I reached the place I had no desire of returning to again, I became calm once more. The rain began to pour around me, but I was okay. I had arrived to my safe ground once more. For it is the only place I can stay calm, and it’s the only place I can breathe in peace.
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  • 1mpresley4 37w

    Mending Scars

    Scars are meant to mend holes by bringing the skin together, but the more I travel through this life, I’m beginning to realize that the holes in my heart will never become scars that mend back together. My heart lies in my chest with black holes where pieces of my heart should be. The world has devoured the missing links of my heart. It continually sits like a broken clock just waiting for the missing links to be put back into it. But the longer it waits, it begins to realize it will never be mended back together. It sits in my chest anxious for the world to devour the rest of it. Emptiness will fill my soul once the world has finally won it over. The day my heart goes cold, is the day I’ve lost my soul.
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