Journal Entry #1 In Annalee (Hannah's) Journal by couger160229, literature
Literature
Journal Entry #1 In Annalee (Hannah's) Journal
"My tears slip down my face as I write these words.
My heart breaks, and aches with all the pain inside.
I feel like there is so much sorrow inside,
that it might just burst.
My body is weighed down with pain.
I can feel my knees shake, and my legs give away
underneath the weight of all my hurt.
Could I ever express my deep longing,
and my desire and need to be loved,
in words to someone who doesn't even exist in my world.
Could these words be written to you for you
to understand all this?
I leaned on you when I couldn't stand.
I gave you my all, I gave you my everything.
I tried, and worked, and tried again.
My life was con
Broken, Bruised, And Hurting by couger160229, literature
Literature
Broken, Bruised, And Hurting
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
it's just something that I feel,
my heavy heart's a burden,
weighing down on my shoulders.
Trudging along in the night,
I feel my legs giving away,
I wanna just give up,
let the weight of this world crush me.
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
I can't cry out for help,
I lay on the ground in silence,
wondering who will come my way.
I'm looking for somebody,
who will come and save my soul,
but no one comes to help me,
I'm alone in a desolent world.
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
is all I feel inside,
I'm giving up real slowly,
I'm just getting ready to die.
We were so perfect, We were so true, I saw nobody else but you, We started falling apart, We started breaking down, Before I knew it, I was on the ground. There were some kisses here and there, An "are you alright?" "do you hurt somewhere?", The questions were genuine, They felt so real, But I've become so numb, I can't even feel, I see my scars, The dried blood on my skin, But who caused these? Me...or him? I see the bruises, The dirt covering my flesh, Are all these from before, Or are they fresh? I feel my heart hurting, I know it's not bleeding, I feel myself tremebling, Can I escape this for healing? My walls have been broken, I feel exp
Journal Entry #1 In Annalee (Hannah's) Journal by couger160229, literature
Literature
Journal Entry #1 In Annalee (Hannah's) Journal
"My tears slip down my face as I write these words.
My heart breaks, and aches with all the pain inside.
I feel like there is so much sorrow inside,
that it might just burst.
My body is weighed down with pain.
I can feel my knees shake, and my legs give away
underneath the weight of all my hurt.
Could I ever express my deep longing,
and my desire and need to be loved,
in words to someone who doesn't even exist in my world.
Could these words be written to you for you
to understand all this?
I leaned on you when I couldn't stand.
I gave you my all, I gave you my everything.
I tried, and worked, and tried again.
My life was con
Broken, Bruised, And Hurting by couger160229, literature
Literature
Broken, Bruised, And Hurting
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
it's just something that I feel,
my heavy heart's a burden,
weighing down on my shoulders.
Trudging along in the night,
I feel my legs giving away,
I wanna just give up,
let the weight of this world crush me.
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
I can't cry out for help,
I lay on the ground in silence,
wondering who will come my way.
I'm looking for somebody,
who will come and save my soul,
but no one comes to help me,
I'm alone in a desolent world.
Broken, bruised, and hurting,
is all I feel inside,
I'm giving up real slowly,
I'm just getting ready to die.
We were so perfect, We were so true, I saw nobody else but you, We started falling apart, We started breaking down, Before I knew it, I was on the ground. There were some kisses here and there, An "are you alright?" "do you hurt somewhere?", The questions were genuine, They felt so real, But I've become so numb, I can't even feel, I see my scars, The dried blood on my skin, But who caused these? Me...or him? I see the bruises, The dirt covering my flesh, Are all these from before, Or are they fresh? I feel my heart hurting, I know it's not bleeding, I feel myself tremebling, Can I escape this for healing? My walls have been broken, I feel exp
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