It was like a slap to the face.
Seeing them. I couldn't help it.
I ran. Afraid that something would happen.
I didn't want to risk seeing it.
I felt something hot run down my cheek.
I couldn't let anyone see this.
To them, I was the stronge one.
I was the one everyone could depend on.
I will not be considered weak.
I will not show people who I am.
I will not let these things continue.
I will not allow for these tears to run.
I will not show my true emotions.
I have been defeated.
The very thing that seemed to give me strength,
has failed.
And now, so will I.
I don't want this to happen.
But I'll never be able to forget this.
He'll never get off my mind.
I put the barrel to my head.
Slowly pulled the trigor.
A/N this will be continued tomarrow as a new poem, i just got busy, and couldn't finish it completly! So be ready for the continuation soon!! :)
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