Growing up wasn’t always rainbows and joy,
Not everyone got the sweet candy in life.
And I was 11 when I opened my eyes,
forced to taste the bitterness the world offered.
The world crashed down on me for the first time
when betrayal came knocking on my front door.
My friends who first introduced me to the idea of friendship
also taught me that friendships could be broken.
I kept my head down in front of them
but I could feel them drilling holes into my head
whispering dirty secrets amongst themselves
A harsh voice in my head told me I just wasn’t good enough.
Loneliness gobbled me up and my existence felt futile
For the very first time, I had never felt so alone
in a world where I once thought felt like home.
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