Door Slamming

When it happens you try to hide, try to cower, but I have no place to hide. I don’t have anyone to run to, I’m alone. People have always said they are here for me, but when I turn to run into their arms, they’re gone. I have been left so many times, that I’m terrified of leaving the page I’m on let alone this chapter. People keep telling me it gets better, but it also gets worse. I’m not afraid of the future, I’m afraid of the past repeating itself. I got lucky last time, I’m not going to get lucky again. I just want one thing in this world, the one thing that will help me get better and stay better. But the answer will be no. Why would anyone want to help me?

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