EVERYTHING WILL BE OK
I been living in hell that nobody knows sitting alone fearing the unknown sitting with knife in hand screaming my last demand pick up the blade place it on my wrist feeling the pressure then a burn and a lil blood trying to ease my pain although it never works put my mind momentarily at rest hoping for the best and fearing the worst that one day I'm gonna need a Hurst. the new day arrives with new challenges to come anymore just feeling quite numb need a new way to deal with the stress as my life seems to be a mess yet I live to see another day and hope that some one will be there to say everything is gonna be ok !!!
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