She breathed in deeply her lungs struggling to take in the damp air. She stumbled through the dark alley grabbing at the thick cement walls on either side to keep herself from crashing to the pavement. Her mind was filled with worry her heart was filled with sorrow....tears slid down her cheeks as she coughed violently doubling over and falling to her knees. She tried to stand but she collapsed back onto the ground. Her hands slapped against the rough street driving bits of glass and rocks into her palms. Memories....thoughts.... flooded her mind as she raised her hands to cover her eyes she sat on her legs and began to sob swaying softly to and fro. Why does no one understand?.... she wondered why does no one listen to my frantic pleas to my screams for help?... She cried softly whimpering like a lost child. Why can no one see that I am trying to be noticed?..that I am trying to find my place in this society....that I am trying not to be afraid anymore?...I am trying to leave my past behind me but no one will allow me to be FREE....Why must everyone cast there burdens upon me?...When they laugh I laugh...when they cry I cry....when they scream I do as well.....I care so deeply for those around me but somehow through it all they cannot see how much I love them....that I love them so much that I take there pain onto my self and live there burdens every day so that they can feel FREEDOM....yet no one will release me from those binds....after I have set them free they run away never to return...they never give a second thought as to take my burdens....But they leave all there worries and all there cares with me....don't get me wrong I love them...I gladly listen to them and try to help them escape from there pain but does no one care enough to set me free from mine?....does no one want to cut the chains that bind?....Are they afraid of me or perhaps I somehow shove them all away....maybe they are stretching...reaching....calling...but I turn a deaf ear and refuse to hear there calls?....maybe this is some strange way of trying to make myself noticed...if I can take on all the pain of the world maybe someone will love me...... But that doesn't have to be.....Someone has already taken the pain of the world so that I could feel love...Someone has conquered death so that I could be free....Then the person who is trapping me inside of this cell...must be MYSELF....
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