Trapped in Solitude


1. Prologue

There she stands

Broken and alone

Falling into the trap that is solitude

The deep, dark black hole of insecurities

The trap impossible to escape from

When she sees herself

Standing in front of the mirror

She sees extra skin and an ugly face

But when she stands there

Buying her pills

The world sees

Skin, bones and a beautiful face.

Walking the halls of her school

She hears the laughter of the cheerleaders

The whispers of the week old rumors

She sees the notes in her locker

‘ ANEREXIC ‘ they say

‘ SLUT ‘ they say

But with each note

And each rumor and giggle

She falls deeper into the trap

That is solitude.



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