11 January 2010

The fighting depressions...

She felt tainted, like she was broken. She tried desperately not to think of how empty inside she was. She knew all it took was seeing his face, hear his voice, or even just hear his name spoken aloud for her resolve to disappear.
She knew how easy it would be to break down the walls she hid behind. How much emotion she was learning to suppress. She knew it wouldn’t be too long before her best friends realised all of this and left her the same way he did. But worst of all, she knew she wasn’t just lying to her friends, family and loved ones, she was lying to herself and she felt guilty. But that was that. “Lie to yourself,” she whispered to her reflection in the bathroom mirror. “Forget the only way you know how,” she said jabbing a finger at the mirror. “Life needs to go on,” she yelled at the closed bathroom door as she fought to escape its grasp.
She followed the sound of music till she came to a dance floor packed with too drunk people. She thought about heading over to the bar, thought better of it and decided to join the over-heated mass of bodies on the dance floor.

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