"You bitch!"
"Why are you such a slut? Not only did you steal my boyfriend, you stole everyone's. I don't care if you look better or if you're smarter than us. All that matters is that you suck."
"I hope you die in hell."
Stop. I don't want this. Why am I being blamed? I didn't do anything wrong. Stop, this pain. I don't want it. Stop. Stop. Why?
...
There's no one here that will help me.
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I closed my eyes believing that the calm, the peace, will come. But I always knew it isn't forever. Sometime, someday, I will have to open my eyes. But that won't come for a long time. Even if I do, I know it will never go away. So I closed my eyes and looked into my heart. Opened my eyes to look at it, hoping it wasn't the hell I experienced. And there I was. My land. The land in the desert, always thriving where no one can touch me, and no one can see me. I sit down, smiling. Enjoying the sunlight. Then it goes away. Because here in this place, I am alone.
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Close your eyes,
feel the peace,
not everlasting.
But forever reachable.
Close your eyes,
go in deep,
open your eyes,
take a peep.
There you are,
in the oasis.
Where you can't be reached,
nor be touched.
You smile,
and sit.
But falter.
Out here in the oasis,
you are alone.