Chelsea Lybbert

Smoking, drinking, biting nails,
Common habits and addictions,
The ones everyone thinks of.
But what about another,
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How can I learn to forgive,
Something that broke my heart.
How can I learn to forget,
All the pain and suffering I endured.
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Morning, lunch, after-school hangouts,
Long phone calls into new morning light.
Butterflies in my stomach rise to my heart,
Which beats hard through everyday and night.
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Depression, loneliness, pain, rejection.
The feelings of a high school student,
A student with few friends,
And no best friends.
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Every minute that passes by,
I can see the drops of blood fall,
The running river that flows down my arm,
That spreads out across my hands,
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Looking above the heads of students,
Feeling confident in my own skin,
But knowing I'm looked down upon,
Knowing when I pass by,
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When will the pain die down,
Just enough to allow time to sleep.
When will the hurt fade,
To allow me to relax.
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The pain grows every minute,
And I grow tired of keeping it at bay.
I want the pain to flow from my arms,
I want the pain to leave my body,
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Thinking of you,
My heart beats faster,
My mind whirls,
I get lost in space,
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Too many temptations,
Too many ways,
To take my life,
To give myself pain.
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Hours of crying and worry,
Long minutes of pain and hurt.
Waiting every second for the one sign,
That shows everything is okay.
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Living a normal life,
Something I would like to do,
Something I wish would come to me.
I miss smiling and laughing,
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Walking through the crowded hallways,
Trying to hold onto my posture,
Trying to not let my cover slip.
I can smell the sweet aroma,
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How can you explain something,
That you can't understand?
How do you get better,
When you don't know what hurts?
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As I walked along the memorial,
I couldn't help but to think...
How many lives it cost,
To ensure another country's freedom.
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Looking through the window,
I can't help but to smile,
Grin as the darkness overcomes the light.
The time has almost come,
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Disappointment in myself,
Sorrow leaking into my soul,
Depression begins to take its toll.
The pain it causes,
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The tears stream down my face,
As the thoughts begin to swell,
The pain this is causing me,
It’s too hard to tell.
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Wondering through the night,
The snow sparkles on the ground,
The fresh powder is disturbed,
As the couple walks slowly in rhythm,
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My family hates me,
I’m the daughter to torture,
Yelling, screaming...
Telling me I’m no good.
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