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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I'm standing on the edge. Looking down. Prepared to plunge into Darkness. And never come out. I hear you calling my name. Yelling for me to come back. But the darkness feels "homey" I feel, like I belong here. There's Maw Maw and Paw Paw. They welcome me in their arms. Share their hugs and kisses. Tell me how much they love me. And how they miss me dearly. Then they say I'm not ready. Its not my time, but soon. They push me away. Tell me to go back. The Darkness is fading and I see the light. I don't want to leave. But the light is coming quicker now. I try to run, but it's here. I start fighting it, try to stay in the darkness. I'm back in the light. And...I see you. Standing there. You see me fighting, so you grab my hand. I dont want you touching me. I try to yell at you. Try to tell you how its your fault. Your fault for always yelling. Always calling me names. And the abuse. Not always physical, but emotional. My tears are more painful than bruises. Burning as they slide down my face. I drift back into the darkness. Then I slowly come back to the light. This time, I'm really here. Awake. I open my yes, and take a look around. And see everyone here...but you. They tell me you left after you grabbed my hand. You thought I was back. But I wasn't. I mumbled the words "hate" and "off". Twitching about in the bed. They say you cried as you fled the room. But I doubt it. You never cared. I don't like the light no more. It's colder here. Than it was in the dark. In the dark, I had love. Here, in the light, I have nothing.
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