12.03_a.m

I read my past posts and back then I thought I would get better overtime.

I’m writing this exhausted, beaten down by the world. The same world strips me naked and eventually I don’t even have my own skin to hide behind in.

I want to give up but my stubborn self keeps pushing to go forward, uncaring if what will end up there is only a piece of me that survived the journey.

I see everything with a darkened view, I hear everything filtered through possibly the devil’s mouth and feel everything too cold and too hot.

 

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