Let's take the midnight train,
Travel from place to place,
We don't need a plan,
We don't even know their names,
Maybe it's where I came from,
Maybe it's the town which I was born,
But with you there,
I will never feel the same.
I've never tried something like this, but here it is.
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You'd never understand depression until the tile of the floor is warmer than your thoughts which taunt you every now and then, telling you to "Go kill yourself".
I still remember when 2 years back,
for the first time I heard a Rape joke.
Ironic, how everyone laughed at it as it was funny.
People assume that triggers are just on guns, I disagree
triggers for me, Is the air.
Because when I lost control that one night on what's happening, it continued to happen and all I remember is I was breathing this air. I was breathing but I felt dead.
So whenever I breathe, this instance always bleeds in my head.
Sometimes I still shake thinking about how I love you's got replaced with "don't wake your parents", how holding hands turned into hands over my mouth.
Sometimes I still feel like i have to fear every boy who ever comes near me, The subject of his body touching me still shivers my spine,
For fear they might leave with their hands tainted.
Yesterday, I heard another rape joke but it was the first time in past several years
I told them, it wasn't funny.
Finally, I've realized some 15 minutes of my life which felt like years cannot destroy my whole life.
I won't let that happen, Because it wasn't my fault.
It wasn't in my control.
I cannot undo what I did or what happened but it's hard to accept something which makes me feel so unpure.
I didn't tell my last lover that I still shake when i have to be alone with him even though I know he would never hurt me, because the things I've left untold once get exposed there would've been several questions to answer, and
I don't want to known as someone unpure, because People don't fall in love with unpure ladies, do they? -Eugene.