0 Broken Girl by Ashley Quebedeau

memories come up thinking why did it have to happen to me? my heart is broken so many times that i cant even pick up the pieces anymore thinking why should i go on with life when i feel like my soul was ripped out of me always walking around like a zombie in this hazy world i call mine To many years of being broken to many years thinking of what happened to many years of cutting so its time for me to pick my life back up and try to make the best of it and not thinking of the past but the future...of people who love me no more pain for me to take on no more tears to shed for anyone tired of being broken that its time to pick myself up and get on with life of what it should have been in the first place but when i look at my past i always wanted it to be so good with me being happy instead of being broken and not healing from everything happening so fast that my heart cant keep up with my mind always making me feel like im nothing when i can be something even in the future...but the past is so hard to let go all the memories pushing to the surface flashbacks hitting me from all sides not giving me a time to take a breathe from the ocean im sinking in from all the guilt,memories that have consumed me in this whirlpool call my pit of emptiness and sorrow Who can help me from drowning in my own thoughts? Who will save me from me hurting myself? Does anyone hear me?? Im screaming on the top of my lungs but it seems im a mute Trapped in my mind as a prisioner from hell No one to hear me No one to help me No one to know how much i hurt