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echo
Im scared…
Im scared of falling,
Im scared of not knowing
Im scared of these feelings
Im scared of getting hurt
Echo,
Echo,
Echo
The echo of the foot steps when I pass by that room bring back painful feelings and memories.
I want to forget it, I want to forget you.
The imprinted memories and feelings you left are unforgettable, no matter how many times I try to rewrite the pain with another…
Im empty because you took everything I had 13 years ago
My happiness,
My joy,
My security,
My faith, and
My innocence
I , me , having to trust isn’t so easy
Having to believe there is a future isn’t easy
Having to see the light at the end of a dark tunnel seems impossible.
Waking up everyday is a struggle.
Getting dressed is a struggle.
Saying “good morning” with a smile on my face is a struggle.
I want to be better.
I want to feel something other than this consistent bitter emptiness.
I want to smile without feeling like it’s forced.
I want to have fun without having thoughts that something bad will happen.
I want things…
But you took those things away from me.
I fear you,
I fear you will want to hurt me again,
I fear you will hurt someone else, just like you hurt me,
I fear i will always fear you and never be able to stand up to you.
You are someone I am obligated to love and that I do. But people ask me why I don't hate you. I want to, I want to hate you. What you did was unforgivable and wrong in more than one way. I want you to suffer like how i’m suffering everyday. But … I want you to know my feelings I want you to empathize and not just sympathize with what I had and am dealing with.
That's just wishful thinking though.
That empty room,
That cold empty room.
The light shines through the open windows,
The light reflects of the clean floors,
Echo ,
Echo ,
Echo , those never ending footsteps. By:Marisa Chau
