2003-04-01

1:10 p.m. -- stages of pain...


when i was a child all i wanted was to breathe.

when i became a teenager all i wanted was to forget.

i walked for hours wanting to die,

i looked to pills for the way out.

when i was a child i wanted to dream

and as i drew older that's where i lived in,

floating among the stars,

i was the one next to the moon.

when the moon was away i became a teenager again and began to scream.

when i was a child i may have laughed a bit more, but the race to the heart were the tears.

and did i mention the years

of night filled with fears.

wake, in the middle of the night.

"no, i did not move at all"

open my eyes to the friendly pain.

when i was a child i used to act.

i was the dancer among the leaves in the trees

soon came fall and we created a blanket for you to walk over.

fall has never felt so great.

when i was a child i learned that crying was a sin, laughing was a gift, and living was a dream.

i would soon turn into a teenager who knew that living was a punishment, laughing was a joke and crying was an escape.

i became an adult. i learned to live. i covered the tears, i fake the laughter, and i learned to remember.

the scars, they never heal.

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