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When Darkness Envelopes

Those Who Ask

By Taralynn GreshamPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read

We weren't always this way. We were unknowing, pure or innocent, some would say. But we don't always stay this way. We crossover, stray off the path, let go of the line, we become: Depressed, Suicidal, Homicidal, Crazy or even EVIL.

Some call for help and some don't. Those that don't, want to suffer in silence. Those that call for help either get it or don't. Those that are helped are saved from never-ending despair. But those that don't get help or are too far gone,

FALL ENDLESSLY INTO DESPAIR.

NEVER SEEN.

NEVER HEARD.

NEVER HELPED.

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    Written by Taralynn Gresham