She smiles but it doesn't reach her eyes
she laughs but not whole heartedly
pretending is the only thing she seems to know no one can know she's hurting
no one can know she's depressed so she carries on through her day cracking jokes
making people smile because it fills the void of you
someone who once made her smile
someone who made her feel like she was important, she didn't know it would end like this
until one day she comes home and sees the love of her life in bed with her best friend,
the one person she told all her secrets, shared laughs with, shared Unforgettable memories. was lying there beside you,
in our bed, looking at you the way I used to look at you,
but now she feels nothing at all, numb towards the world,
she shuts her family and friends out,
puts her heart n soul into her work because its the only way she can keep her mind off of you
She's broken and she can't seem to find her prices in the dumbness
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By Vocal Team6 days ago in Resources
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Buried alive. What a horrible way to go. Yazz lay there, in her own thoughts. What else could she do? She was hungry, thirsty, tired, mentally, and physically exhausted, and more than anything, she was bored. She hoped she would die of boredom before anything else, anything else would've been more painful. Like many people had, she and her friends had talked about what they reckon the worst ways to die were, it was a morbid subject, but it came up every now and again. Yazz had always been one to argue her point on drowning, others had mentioned burning alive, slowly and painfully bleeding to death, hung drawn and quartered, and being starved to death. It was strange that none of them had considered being buried alive, it had never come up. But now, she was thinking back to those conversations her and her friends had had, how could they have not thought about it? It took a lot longer than the others, you were completely confined, you couldn't move or do anything, you just had to wait, until your body was physically unable to support a life system anymore, which could take up to four days. Four! By far the longest out of all of them. She recounted some of these conversations just to try and pass the time, anything to pass the time. It was difficult to know how much time had passed since she had been underground, it was difficult to know anything. There were many things that Yazz didn't know, she didn't know where she was, she didn't know how she'd got into the coffin, she'd just woken up there. Yazz also didn't know what time it was, or even what day it was, she guessed at Tuesday, it was Sunday evening when she'd been buried alive, intentionally, and although it had felt like weeks had passed, she was still alive, which means she hadn't died from dehydration, and therefore it couldn't have been more than four days.
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