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Life is not a peaceful stream. It is a raging river with extreme rapids and jagged rocks, for which often you have no raft and oars. It tears away at the banks of your sanity, cutting a path through your very soul. There are some smooth rocks, but some of them are too slippery to hold on to, some too sharp to grasp, then there are others that dislodge from the ground and carry you away. If you are lucky enough to find your solid rock, the river rages harder, trying to tear you away from it. If you hold your rock too tightly, it will crumble... If you don't hold on tightly enough, you will be swept away. Don't let your rock slip away, be

You need to do this... Be strong. Do this for you, you need this. (I don't think I can do this...) Please, you have to do this... Steady yourself. This is for your sanity, to maintain your mentality. (The pressure is too great... I can't handle it...) If you don't do this, it'll hurt worse. Hurt a little now and it won't be able to hurt more later. (It'll hurt him... I don't want to do that...) He will get over it, given time... Stand up. Rise and be the strong woman you can be. (I can... I know I can, but...) No buts! Rise, stand, be strong! This is for your future, your heart. (I can do this... for me...) Your time has come!

Yet so far away... Our souls cry out to one another. We meet during the storm... Our energies mingle. The merging of two hearts... Our passion streaks across the sky. Our voices converge... Rising and falling like the cries of wolves. Deafening through the storm's rumble... Echoing through our bodies with every beat of our hearts. The darkness looms overhead... Threatening to swallow away all that we share. As the storm passes, we open our eyes... Finding that we are alone. But for that moment, in the blinding flashes... We were together.

Words that spread like wildfire in the dead of night, leaving pain and devastation writhing in their wake. Words that cut like a knife through tender flesh and bone, a trail of blood left forgotten as the next wound is opened. Words like shards of glass sticking inside the heart, stabbing deeper each time they are spoken in venomous tones. Words causing waves of heartache, never-ending until the last ounce of life is gone... ebbing away, never to return. Words that may be true, may also be lies, but are always hurtful in the end.

I appear to be one person. But what you don't see is the chaotic side that I hide so well. I am one heart, one soul, but I am a torn person... one body housing two sides. Torn by the truth, and also by lies... Torn to the core, inside and out. Torn by happiness, and again by sadness... Punctuated by the ever-present anger, even when there is no reason for it. Torn by love, and torn by hate... A constant mix of black and white surrounding my inner being. Torn by the fact that I want to write, but the words won't come... But even as I write these words, my mood changes, and I can pull myself together... Heh... it sucks to be torn.

I don't know what to do about the things I've heard and the things I've seen. My heart is breaking, no amount of anything can heal it. Don't try. It's not worth it unless all of the truth is revealed. Pain and suffering... is this all I am bound for? Is this all that exists for me? I've cried, screamed, fought... it does nothing but wear me down. Deep in my soul, more and more voices cry out, begging to be heard. Everyday, with every new problem, they become more fervent. Doubts, shame, uncertainty... stronger and stronger by the minute. The game and it's rules change every hour, I can't keep up with the pace. I long for truth, warmt

The tears flow freely from my heart, but you won't see me crying... Tears of happiness, sadness, anger and fear. Tears that heal, tears that burn... Tears so heavy, they weigh my soul down with their burden. All there, a huge pool in my heart's deepest place... All unshod, waiting for release. They will never see the light of day... Crying reveals more weakness than strength. Pain unrevealed in a heavy-laden heart... Unclean soul hidden behind clear eyes.

It seems that you have forgotten about the pain you caused me... About the endless tears I had shed, the hours I had screamed. You have forgotten the harmful words, the killing remarks... the time you tried to keep me under your control with meaningless promises. You have forgotten about my broken heart, about my torn spirit... about the severed ties that used to bind us. You have forgotten about the time you threw my love away so you could have her lies... so you could have her in your arms, you thought it might be forever. You have forgotten about the time you said you didn't want to hear me... about the time you said that you neve

It's so strong... It could easily crush me... If it wasn't so surprisingly gentle. It's so flexible... It can bend, twist, and tangle... Yet it cradles my soul with tender care. It's so soft... Warmth surrounding me... Yet it's so very fragile. It is always there... When I see him... when I hear him... Electricity crackles when he enters the room... This is love... I never want it to leave me.