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fathomless It is perhaps, the end of the beginning.
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For @enchantedink's prompts. I chose time doesn't heal all wounds, but moving on does . I did not use complicated words, I did not use fancy backgrounds. Because this, is my story. I've never had the courage to talk about it. But now I do.


I wake up with a start, I feel tears roll down my face, My tears recognize this place, Dream or not, I do not know.

I walk around with guilt Realizing I woke up in my past, My past swallowing my present, Swallowing me, yet again.

I stumble about, Until I find them there, Like always, laughing with joy, Beckoning me to join them.

Amidst them sits a girl, She looks like me, yet not, She wears my face, my hair, Her eyes sparkle with innocence.

But she couldn't be me, For her eyes don't scream in pain, Her shoulders don't droop with sorrow, She does not have a faraway look.

I walk on, I see a man, A little girl giggling in his lap, I recognize her, I recognize him, My chest aches as I remember his loss.

I run towards him, I throw my arms around him, He doesn't hear me, see me, He picks up the little girl, they walk away.

The tears come faster now, I want to get out of this place, I can hear my soul shrieking, I run about, insane.

There stands my home, Three little girls running about, Without a worry in the world. I wish I could warn them.

I can't do this anymore, I can't wake up in my past everyday, I can't wait while I cease to exist, I can't hold it all in anymore.

They say time heals all wounds, I've waited for an eternity, I can't wait anymore. Mocking laughter echoes around me.

I wake up with a start, I feel tears roll down my face, I can't let go, somebody please help me, I'm stuck in the past...

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